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A LODGING OF WAYFARING MEN
BY PAUL ROSENBERG

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Chapter One
“God, it feels great to defy the bastards! Doesn’t it?” Dr. George Dimitrios, who was rushing through the darkened laboratory carrying a heavy box, stopped and stood still. Six men surrounded him at a distance, darting in and out of the shadows, and dismantling the chem lab in what seemed a controlled panic. Ever since he had forced himself to enter the lab and begin looting it, barely an hour earlier, he had been completely immersed in the work. He concentrated, partly because it was necessary, and partly to keep from thinking about what could happen if he got caught. It seemed like a bad dream, but one that he could escape from only by seeing it to completion. Now, in the midst of this confusion, Phillip says, “It feels great to defy the bastards.” George wasn’t feeling particularly great about it just then. “Hurry-up, and keep the chemicals upright!” The voice came from an unseen corner of the lab, where several of Phillip’s ‘guys’ were dismantling the equipment with surprising skill. George jumped back into action, his concern for the chemicals and equipment pushing his fear back to the edges of his consciousness. There was no way of knowing if or when Campus Security might show up, so the half-dozen men packed-up the lab in lots. The most important items were packed and removed first, the second most-important things next, and so on. George was worried about running if security showed-up. Phillip’s guys were also worried a bout the security boys showing up, but their response would not be to run. These men looked like they could be very good at violence if they needed to be. The first and second batches – cardboard boxes full of tubes, hoses, beakers, bottles, and computers – had made it out of the building and were on their way to a safe storage site. One more load of boxes and all would be well. Or at least as ‘well’ as things were going to be for a long time. Finally, they were all gone and only George and Phillip remained. Without a word, they each took separate halves of the building, and made a last check. Everyone involved had worn gloves, so they weren’t worried about finger prints, but Phillip did grab a broom, and quickly swept the lab to eliminate traceable foot prints. They exited through the side door and left the broom there, leaning against the dark bricks just outside. They pulled up the hoods of their jackets, shuffled silently to the car, and drove quietly away. It was done. The lab was cleaned-out, along with all of George’s log books and computers. It would take a week to reassemble all the equipment at a new lab – if he ever got one again – but at least his work was safe.
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The work… Fourteen years of his life spent in a slow, difficult analysis of biochemic al residues and the solving of a dozen molecular riddles. Then, real results, challenged and upheld. George really didn’t know how he was able to make such a breakthrough. The truth is that most scientists go their whole careers without making any great discovery; mostly they refine a few ideas and develop more efficient processes. Some day he would have to determine whether he had in fact done something better than the others or whether he was just lucky. But for now, driving through the parking lot, his a drenaline was beginning to subside, while his fear remained. He felt almost sick. His lay back in his seat as far as possible, hoping at the least to find some physical comfort, if he could find none for his mind. Slowly, his thoughts went back through the events that brought him here. His face grew blank; his mind felt thick and gray. His black eyebrows looked as though they would have liked to pull themselves together in a deep frown, but they simply lacked the strength to do so. Even his hair, usually thick and wavy, seemed flat. He could have been up for a Nobel Prize, and yet he was here, stealing lab equipment in the dark of night, like a common thief. “God help me,” he thought, while his face remained blank, “I am a thief!” And it was true. The lab equipment and supplies were not his property. The University held title to the equipment, and they had ordered Campus Security to close down the lab immediately. He knew he was right to protect and preserve his work, but he was also risking jail… months or years in a real jail, with real bad guys sleeping next to him every night! As soon as the security guys got there, they’d know that the equipment was gone, and he would be suspect number one! When he begged Phillip to find a group of men to move the equipment, he had told himself that he was a modern Galileo, standing up to ignorant rulers; he hadn’t thought about a real jail sentence. In an instant, all his remaining strength withdrew, sucked into a tight knot somewhere in his abdomen. “Oh my God, how stupid have I been?” He felt sick with a primal sort of dread. It was a terrible feeling that he vaguely remembered from long, long ago… “God, this is just too much,” he said as the car made its way through a dark alley. It was spoken so quietly that Phillip, driving the car over a poorly-paved surface, didn’t hear it. “Where are we going?” George asked the question with a flat tone that indicated he was too dazed to really care. “To your place,” answered Phillip, “You’ll have to clear out everything that matters to you. After tonight, you won’t be able to go back there, George. I’m sorry.” ******* Dr. George Dimitrios was not only an MD, but also had also earned a PhD in Neurochemistry two years after he had finished medical school. Rather than practicing medicine (as he had planned at first), he fell in love with research. His work with neuropeptides had been hailed as brilliant. His new theories on the
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chemical residues of emotions and their long-term effects held tremendous promise, and he had been confirming those theories in the lab. But when he began to apply his findings to psychiatric routines, and to delve into the construction of the subconscious, a wave of opposition rose up against him. Exactly how and why he went from that point, only two years ago, to his present descent into crime, was not yet clear to him. Too many rapid events and too much emotional involvement blurred the causes and effects so badly that he couldn’t see a pattern in them. First the scientific journals started turning down his articles, then there were blatantly false criticisms, and then the scandal. The lying, false scandal. His funding dried up, and soon there was nothing left. “Why did they do it?” He didn’t have strength enough to think about it now. Almost as an act of mercy, his body and mind began going numb. The neuropeptides lab had been housed in one corner of an old factory on the northwest side of Chicago. It had been donated to the University by an industrialist (and an alumnus) who had died about twenty years earlier. A management company leased out half of the building to a trucking company, and various college departments used other portions of the building from time to time. George had his lab there for the past eight years, and had loved being away from the commotion and politics of the campus. All he wanted was to be left alone to pursue his work unimpeded, and working at the factory gave that to him. It had originally been a radio-assembly facility. It was a dark brick building, one story only, but 25 feet from floor to ceiling. There were skylights the length of the building, but almost half of them were obstructed with some type of patch, or had simply been replaced with plywood. There were leaks whenever it rained, but there was room to spare, and quiet. George had two heated and air-conditioned rooms built inside the western wall, on the back side of the building, and kept a large, open laboratory and staging area next to them, in the far northwest corner. There were three driveways leading to the factory and its parking lots. Two of them fed onto main roads, and one allowed access to the factory parking lot through a residential alley. It was that path that they took on the dark, overcast night of March 24th. George was already feeling bad when he had driven across town that morning, going from the health club to his lab. His project had been canceled as of March first, but the University had allowed him to continue with his work on his own. He worked at the factory several days a week, as did a few graduate students who volunteered to assist him. But if Dean Carsten wanted to see him again, it could not be for good; the man had publicly referred to his work as “tempting chaos.” It was actually a sense of impending doom that he was feeling, which was made no better by the scenes around him. It was the essential Chicago day: 45 degrees F., rain, deeply overcast, windy, and imbued with an all-pervasive gray that seemed to inhabit all matter in the city.
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Almost all of Chicago was built between 1890 and 1930, and in the deep gray hue of a rainy day, it appeared that he was driving through an old black-and-white newsreel. The main streets were lined with three-story brick buildings, each with a store of some sort on the first level and apartments above. The side streets were populated by brick bungalows, two-flats, and three-flats. Almost all were some shade of reddish-brown, with some dull yellows and a few sided houses thrown in, as if for accents. Except for the modern cars on the roads, everything looked as it had in the Roaring Twenties. These were the streets where a million ordinary working people found their way into ten thousand speakeasies every night, and they still looked the same. All of his uncles and grandparents had lived through that time, some in New York, and a few on these streets. The 1920s were their golden years. They never really talked about it, but they all seemed to share secrets about those years that they never told the children. The first part of the meeting with the Dean was what he expected: The lab was officially closed. George was given one day to remove his personal items and those of his assistants. After that, Campus Security would dismantle the lab, and recycle the equipment for use in other projects. Then, things turned far worse: Although Dr. Dimitrios had been conducting research and teaching at the University for more than ten years, he had never been officially tenured. That made him subject to dismissal at any time. Dean Carsten, holding court in his red-carpeted, walnut-paneled office, laid down the rules to him, as if they were edicts from Olympus: George could continue teaching at the University, so long as he abandoned all neuropeptide research, and wrote no more about it. It was a demand intended to crush his soul. When he expressed his shock and horror, the regal Dean replied with “If you wish to stay, those are the rules you will have to follow.” He rose from his heavy wingbacked chair, and opened the door, wishing George to leave. “I have appointments with a few of our alumni, Dr. Dimitrios. If you wish to discuss your ongoing duties, you may schedule an appointment in the future.” George walked out, stunned. Now as Phillip drove the two of them away from the lab, they passed through the same gray streets as George had in the morning. Slowly, his thoughts went back to the 1920s, and the secrets that the old folks shared. Again, he wondered what they might have been. But the thought faded quickly out of his mind. The day’s events had taken their toll on him. With his adrenaline now gone, it was as if his consciousness had become porous, and could hold thoughts no better than a sieve holds water. He also knew that for the time being, this was probably the best thing. He relaxed into dependence, knowing that his strength was spent, and that there was no one on earth he trusted more than the man who was now driving him home, Phillip Donson. *******
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March 28th, Los Angeles The pair of young FBI technical experts sat in their glossy office, sipping a variety of caffeinated drinks, yet attempting to unwind from the most intense day of their careers. The day was spent in a long and difficult search. It wasn’t the hardest search they had ever done, but certainly the one that their superiors were most exercised over, which magnified the difficulty. Their assignment was to find the physical location of a computer facility in the L A. area that was the source of some truly . incredible Internet traffic. The number of transmissions was enormous, and the fact that all of the transmissions were encrypted was doubly curious. The two men were given 24 hours to find the site. They had done it in less than twelve and were proud of their results. Following Internet links, taking routing information from intercepted email, checking root server information and tracking phone calls is difficult work, both exciting and draining at the same time. It has a way of sucking energy right out of your bones, although your energy-level is pumped so high that you don’t realize it till it’s over. They kicked back in their chairs and discussed whether they would go to a health club, to a quiet bar, or just go home. As their energy began to subside, both of them decided that it would be best just to go home. John Morales, the more conscientious of the two, turned the radio to a news/talk station and slowly began to pick up the debris from their day – scattered papers, file folders, coffee cups, aluminum cans, and a lot of CDs, some containing special hacking programs, and others containing the data from their search. Then his partner, Timothy Nickelson, sat up, slid his chair over to a side desk, and sent their work onto the FBI’s main headquarters; something that they had never done before. Both young men were the same age, 24, and both had graduated from college two years before and went directly to work for the bureau. Both of them wondered what this trace was all about. They had never been under any real pressure before, yet here they were, not only ordered to do a tough job very quickly, but also reporting directly to Washington. And it wasn’t as if the transmissions they were tracing could tell them anything – they were all encrypted with the PGP program, which meant that there was no way to decode them. There were rumors that a supercomputer at the NSA could break PGP, but that was likely nothing more than wishful thinking, since no one they knew had ever seen it done, and they knew most of the good tech guys at the agency. Anyway, their bosses had expressed no interest even in seeing the transmissions, which meant that they didn’t think they could decode them either. Not ten minutes after they had filed their report, their phone rang. John answered. “Morales.” Pause. “Yes, thank you sir… Pardon?” John Morales looked as surprised as Tim Nickelson had ever seen him. His large brown eyes were wide open, and the receiver was pressed hard against a face which
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no. and are ordered to go with a strike team in the morning. they retraced their steps. it was his boss. “Huh?” was John’s half-stunned reply. as his peers began to concern themselves with more adult matters. and said. By the end of the summer it was likely to be much darker. “Did we really get this right? I mean.was a very light brown now at the end of a winter in which he got very little sun. But by the time high school came around. but the big bosses are in on it. and they were feeling a whole new kind of angst. a steady stream of ideas and feelings were running laps through his mind: “Did they really do the trace correctly?” Yes. he found that being the tallest kid gave him an odd sort of status. and there’s nothing there? Could we have screwed up? There is a lot riding on this – a whole strike team. in DC! And I’ll tell you what else – we have been promoted to acting field agents. This was the first really big thing they had ever done.” “Strike team? You mean we are going on a raid tomorrow morning?” “That’s exactly what I mean. By his third year of college. it was true. As he drove home. “Uh. they did as good a job as anyone else could have done. Something about that train of logic didn’t seem quite right. Well… okay… I mean thank you. “What were they 10 . waiting for our report?” They both sat stunned for an instant. Do you realize that an assistant director was sitting in his office. ******* Timothy Nickelson had always stood out in a crowd. Then they got scared. we only work in the office. He missed it. and satisfied themselves that whatever happened. He liked that.” It was taking John a moment to digest what he had just heard. “But sir. what if we show up. I don’t know what the hell this is about Tim. And besides. and there was no one they knew who could’ve done better.” “Was that the boss. and completed them successfully. Always being noticed made him very self-conscious when he was a boy in South Dakota. They’d done small projects. “No. sir. with reddish brown hair. Tim was the first to be afraid out loud. we’re not field agents. he understood what Johnny was asking. however. As what seemed like a cloud began to clear from his mind. He was well over six feet in height. they did. but it was the most comforting line of thought they could find. sir… We’ll be there. rather slowly. but this was in a whole new league. Johnny?” Timothy was looking at him intensely. Goodbye. there really was no one else in the agency who could do any better. taking our directions – there are some serious consequences riding this! Are we right?” Slowly and with some fear. the perk of height began to wane.

but what he was really trying to find was something that would help him handle his anxiety. knowing that he was about to step willingly into a situation where someone would try very hard to hurt him. but he didn’t define himself as Mexican. knowing what was coming the next morning. Morales had satisfied himself that they had done their job correctly. Johnny Morales changed his mind. He never taught John’s father or his uncles to speak Spanish. He had died just a few years prior. for all he knew. “What would they find in the morning?” Again. he turned up the car stereo. might be dangerous. What did worry him was the raid. and did not sleep well. guns blazing. but not a man to change his mind without compelling reasons. Hunters living in the jungle face this early in their lives. and he was starting to get nervous. and why was Washington so concerned?” No answer. Instead. and knowing that he was emotionally unprepared for any real violence. He read the article carefully. then to bed. he didn’t seem to define himself as anything. and John thought of him occasionally. he began thinking about his grandfather. For some reason. “we’ re in America now. All the shoot-em-up stuff sounded cool from a safe distance. there was simply no way of knowing.” he would always say. he went to the health club. Neither did they follow Mexican customs. Actually. but it usually comes as a terrible shock to civilized people. He found a treadmill and a sports magazine that had an article on preparing for a big athletic event. Grandfather was a very strong-minded man. Tim Nickelson. but not how to deal with the fear of a gunfight. “We left Mexico.tracing.” Not that grandfather wasn’t classically Mexican in many ways. such as the food he ate or the music he listened to. but. This was going to be his body at risk. John almost resented some of the things grandfather had done. avoiding any unpleasantries. 11 . I would have stayed. He wasn’t worried about that any longer. and did not go home. Slowly. and tried to think about other things. short of driving by the location himself. as best Johnny could tell. who has come to Los Angeles from Mexico with his young wife in the middle of the great depression. He was too nervous to realize it. Not rigid or legalistic. as ran his usual two miles. it told him plenty about physical preparation. slept moderately well. If I had wanted that badly to be Mexican. which would not only get him fired. Actually. So. but he was about to lose that safety tomorrow morning. he quickly obtained a job in the movie business. John Morales went to bed with some difficulty that night. he made his way home. Somehow. The article in the magazine was only partially useful. and ended up as a middle-to-upper level manager for a couple of the big film studios. Running leisurely on the machine. They had never done this before. and he was not ready to run into some house.

not each other. no one but the group’s initiates could read them. in the vast sea of weird and eccentric newsgroups.games. none of whom the two young ‘Acting Agents’ knew. as the amount of traffic going in and out of that facility would require a number of fairly powerful minicomputers. again. as they were getting bored and tired of waiting for the show to begin. about a block down from the old house. who had so successfully put the subject out of his mind the night before. but all of the postings on it were encrypted. ******* The location of the raid was unusual. the calm would be broken. began to tremble involuntarily. which meant that they were all busy. but in actual practice. There are several remailer services that make it possible for someone to shield their identity on the net. There was one other thing about alt. its level of traffic suggested that there were very few people who regularly accessed it. this one didn’t really stand out. This was not especially good news to them. so that they would only shoot the bad guys. and that all was going well for them. and a high-capacity connection to the Internet. but the few people who did stumble upon it g enerally shrugged their shoulders and moved on. The senior members. Discussing firing angles made both of the young men nervous. During the day of March 28th. were planning their entry to the house. This was odd for a public newsgroup. they found a worn old house. all eight members of the team had signed-in at the observation location. as usual. And for every note in a newsgroup to be anonymous is unheard of. By 8:00 a. deciding which rooms they would secure first. and they would go face-to-face with the best technical and investigative minds that the governments of the world could throw at them. They also discussed their lines of fire. But when they arrived. few looked to be more innocuous than alt.fz that was noticeably odd: None of the people posting the encrypted notes left a name or address behind. The group was not private (as many are). Morales was also afraid. But. It was in an industrial area.fz. in fact. there were no new postings. immediately next to the industrial area. and who would guard which doors. Tim Nickelson.******* Amongst the thousands of newsgroups listed on the Internet. This much was to be expected. it isn’t done very frequently.games. and in absence of the correct decoding keys.m. but had made enough peace with the 12 . On March 29th. And.

Violence is not something that comes naturally to human beings. and all the agents made their final checks.” “Well. son. The truth is. and you asking questions might just keep us alive some day. He hoped Tim would be ready when it came time to analyze the equipment. The human body just doesn’t take well to that kind of strain. I know it’s not my place to ask questions. you listen to me. I’m pretty nervous… have been since last night. son?” “Well. but still shaking a little bit. You are part of this team.situation overnight that he at least retained full bodily function. wondering whether he should speak. Now.” The agent patted Nickelson on the back.. Tim was looking better. to answer your question… No. “Nervous. We’ve had the place under surveillance all night. not wanting to show weakness. and just make sure that you’re ready to analyze that equipment. Morales walked over to the agent that had spoken to him earlier. reviewed their notes. and we’ve seen nothing that indicates any danger at all. John. He stood next to him nervously for a few moments. half the guys end up puking in the bushes. and had him sit down. but unable to formulate a good reply. sir. John talked to him for a while. and waited. we didn’t call you out here to get into the action.” “All right then. sir. We just want you to analyze the equipment and data once we clear the house. You’re supposed to get nervous. sir. but I think I’m okay. and spoke with conviction. When it seemed like a good time.” John felt much better about the situation and relaxed a bit. The older men decided that the raid would commence at 10:15 a. “Your name is Johnny.” “Well. “Don’t worry too much. or shut up and walk back to where he had been. son.m. we can do that. but we haven’t observed anything dangerous in this house have we?” Agent Garosian turned and faced Morales squarely.” 13 . “You okay. correct?” “Yes sir it is. okay?” “Yes.” “I take it this is the first action you’ve seen?” “Yes. and walked up to him. One of the older men noticed Nickelson’s condition. don’t worry about the jitters. and turned to Morales. sir. son?” Nickelson was slow to respond. You stay back this time. You two boys can wait here until we call you in. It is your place to ask questions. “What’s on your mind. after a tough operation.

I’m really a bit confused here. and never gave it up. and he appeared to be something akin to Greek. Farber always dressed in excellent taste. you could not quite figure out his nationality or mix of nationalities. the information we got didn’t indicate any type of dangerous activity at all. as best I know. He was half-Korean and half-Jewish. and 14 . You don’t know what’s going on?” “No. and not one that was easily identified. pick up the boy. but had removed the jacket and loosened his tie prior to Frances Marsden’s arrival for an interview. with a chorus of moralists raising their voices in opposition. What kind of crime are these guys supposed to be into?” The older man looked down at his watch. and was raised in Chicago when it was still run by deal-makers. prearranged deals that had made his father a prominent financier. he built up a small real estate empire in his free time. While attending Yeshiva. and during his years as a rabbi. though frequently in less-than-formal attire. In his early years James Farber had been known as the angry young man of finance. “Treason against the United States of America. the old man would stop by James’ house. It was from grandfather (Rabbi) Farber that James got his love for business. And we’re not altogether sure we know who they are communicating with. This is not to say that he was not attractive – a number of women thought him quite attractive – but he when you looked at him. On this day he had worn a business suit. Although Herman spent fifty years as a full-time rabbi. the son of German Jewish immigrants. and hustlers who built a city for their own sake. sir. During his childhood years. while taking no interest in the safe. son. and stood up to begin his move toward the house. and in a monotone voice said. He backed risky start-ups and liquidated old established conglomerates.“Then why so much firepower?” “Well. he became active in business as a boy. they are up to some pretty serious shit in there. but we can’t read any of them. or perhaps Tibetan. I thought you and your buddy were involved with tracking them. he bought his first piece of real estate. The Farber family’s dealing in finance began with his grandfather Herman. with the other team members following his lead. scoundrels. took a breath.” ******* James Farber was a rather unique man in more ways than one. It was an unusual mix of nationalities. We tracked their transmissions. Herman was born in 1889. we don’t know anything. He turned back at Morales.

Benjamin Farber. a small private airport on the lakefront. “it seems like you have more unusual friends than anyone I’ve ever known. his success surpassed that of his father. most importantly. Before he was finished with high school. Rabbi Herman Farber the Real Estate Man. or even that he would understand. and even to attend zoning meetings at City Hall. he was forced to switch from basking in the glow of his grandfather’s world to the difficult task of building his own. graduated from the University of Chicago with a degree in Economics. He briefly thought that the stars didn’t seem like objects as much as they did like a million open doorways in the amazingly vast distance. the firm that Benjamin Farber took over at the age of forty. James Farber got his basic understanding of business from his grandfather. became a major player in not only US. or freer. he noticed that he had a small but persistent feeling that he had left mundane matters behind. The year following Grandpa’s passing was a turning point for James. There were a few discernable roadways and large buildings with lit parking lots. and went into the Investment Banking business. Phillip. he observed their attitudes and habits. So. Above was a clear black sky full of stars. He wasn’t sure if he felt more precarious. to meet with contractors. He looked out the window at 22. in addition to a great deal of financing in the United States. They were deeply involved in the industrialization of Japan and Germany. By any standard. the law of gravity still very much in effect. somewhere above South Carolina. At first he felt himself to be in danger – in a small plane. George Dimitrios began to come out of his tunnel-vision in a private jet. and.” he had said as they boarded. “Honestly.take him along on his daily rounds.000 feet. James’ father. Bilmer & Kannet.” 15 . he knew that he could do what they did. James knew many of the rich and powerful of Chicago by their first names. than he had ever been. just a few minutes away from the center of town. for better or worse. He did not. ******* Dr. light shining through from whatever was on the other side. at that time. He saw how they operated. While James’ mother and father had always been the stability in his young life. All that George knew of the jet they boarded was that it belonged to a friend of Phillip’s. it was Grandfather who provided the color and the entertainment. several miles above the earth’s surface. and watched the lights of farms far below. But this was not work that a tenyear-old boy could be included in. Phillip and George had driven from George’s apartment to Meigs Field. He went with his grandfather to collect rent checks. But at almost the same time. but global finance. know much of what his father did. and was going forward to his proper place. Grandfather died just after James completed high school.

or at least forgotten.” “I’ll let you in on a secret. Jail would be worth it to save my work. who nodded his head as if to say. and quickly fell back asleep for a few hours. I can’t let that happen. Fine. A heroic act is just something that you have to do because you know it’s more important than the risks. Listen. “Okay.” “Good. Phillip. but I’m all right. My work would have been destroyed. Phillip. I’m actually a criminal now Phillip! If I walked back onto campus. reminisce about good old times. I can’t believe that I’m really talking about jail… damn.” “Honestly. you can stay here with Tino for as long as you like. “But let’s go back to feeling like a criminal. “Yes. George had slept through breakfast. then you’ll want to begin to fix the situation 16 . and to argue the value of assorted ideas.” George looked over to Tino. so perhaps it was just his smooth skin that saved him from the ravages of stress.“Perhaps so. This is really important science… God. I feel pretty good about this. George had always had something of a baby face. except for a recurrent sense of doom. they could arrest me. we aren’t going to reach any big decisions today. Or.” Phillip had replied. named Tino. I don’t think I’m ready to be that much of a hero. and Tino was certainly not his real name. overlooking the crystal clear ocean on a small Bahamian island. on the other hand. And don’t worry. “That’s what makes me feel better.” George relaxed as he looked out the window. George. George. his face with the same intense look as a dog playing with its favorite toy. Each of them had their own little cottage. Phillip. The man who owned the resort was yet another friend of Phillip’s. It is true that you’ve taken equipment that was someone else’s property. They’re scared stiff. and the three men ate together. “but the guy who owns this plane is one of my very best friends. George rose in time for the early afternoon snack. even the best heroes don’t feel up to the job. leaving Phillip and Tino several hours to catch up on each other’s news. He was obviously an American by birth. The small private resort where they ended up was beautiful. was busy making phone calls. I’ve never felt this way before and I don’t like it. For all his travails with the University and the scientific journals over the past two years. there is no rush. just like you are. it is okay. from the appearance of stress damage. his face showed little wear. Have you had enough time to relax a little bit?” “Yeah. but I want to tell you about what is in front of you now. we have to talk about where we’re going from here. I’m still a bit shell-shocked.” “But what about your work?” George looked slightly downward and took a breath.

by making restitution. I know it’ll be a lot slower now. common law allows you to break. You would have a lab. “That doesn’t matter. He felt like he was encountering something that existed only in the movies. You would make yourself quite an outsider. you will pay it. what if you were dying of thirst in a dessert. but they’ll fight against you. We can help you arrange your affairs lots of different ways. and you saw through the window that there were bottles of water inside? You could break in.” “Remember the friend I mentioned – the guy who owns the plane? He and I do this kind of thing occasionally. But Phillip. I’ll get some type of job. drink some water. and then pay for the water and damages later. Under extreme necessity.” “What about the fact that I took it without permission?” “Well. you’ll have to decide what you want to do. and I don’t have that much money. And you know that you would be a complete outcast to most of the scientific establishment. And listen to me now – there is an off-chance that you could be treated as a criminal.” “Yes.” “And if I could show you a way to work faster rather than slower. and work on my experiments on evenings and weekends. but you’ll have to choose which one. would you be interested?” “Are you kidding? Of course I’d be interested!” “Well. I would like that. and that if they will send you a bill. Phillip went on: “Now. don’t get excited too quickly. They’ve put scientific mavericks in prison and burned their books in our lifetimes. I’d like to continue with my work. George. Not only will they give you no assistance. it’s a little more complicated than you think. If you like. We’ll set you up with a blind email account. but not in the US. You’re not the first guy to have your work squashed by an institution. If not. you’ll estimate the amount yourself and send them an itemization and payment. enter.” George looked up with a look on his face that conveyed both question and shock. Maybe that 17 .” “Well. so long as you make full restitution later. Anyone who published your work or associated with you would be cast out of the club.” “Why? I wouldn’t be doing anything wrong.” Phillip smiled with compassion. but that’s better than nothing. and steal. They’ll find some type of public -health violations or medical practice rules to hang you on. given the right circumstances. if you can plead necessity – and I think you can – then it is legally permitted to take the stuff and pay for it later. George. For example. who is the ‘we’ that can pursue this for me? Doing something like that isn’t cheap. they’ll come after you too. and you can send the Dean a note saying that you want to pay the University back for the equipment you took. then came upon an empty house. we can have a lawyer pursue this in the courts for you.

” “All right then.” “We believe in what you’ve been doing. help him make an informed decision. I’ll let you know for sure in a couple of days. ******* 18 . but I really do want to think about it.” “Fair enough. “Tell him the good and the bad.” Phillip and George rose and embraced. but your life will never be the same as it was. and you won’t owe us anything unless we make money. but if you want to be a pioneer. Right now I have to fly to back to the States.will happen.” Having lived the life of an outsider for the previous fifteen years. Details were secondary. “I’ve talked this over with some of my associates. Dick. he suggested to Tino that he could help George understand what kind of life was ahead of him. And there is one other reason we do this – we want your work to exist for our own benefit. and Phillip walked off to a waiting car. George. and maybe not. This would be a real change. you’ll probably enjoy it. or tell you that your life will be miserable. you have to expect some incoming arrows. and the fact that huge parts of each man’s life were unknown to the other was of no importance – they knew each other’s soul – had known it in childhood. I don’t mean to scare you.” Again they embraced. adolescence. and I’ll come back to work out the details.” “And what’s in it for you and your friend? Why should you do this? It won’t be cheap. We’ll set it all up. young adulthood. Dick (Tino) was the perfect person to help George understand what it would be like. You have to decide if your work is that important to you. and we can take this however far you’d like. Actually.” “And you are sure that you can set me up so I can pursue my work?” “Completely. Tell Tino when you’ve reached a decision. If and when you make money on this. We’ll want to treat this as an investment. But you had better think about this for a while first. Forty years of friendship were encompassed in the embrace. Phillip spoke. Phillip. While getting into the car.” “Perfect. we want a share. and you’ll own 51% of the operation. Your life will never be as placid as it once was. “Really George. I don’t want you to do this unless you really want to for your own reasons. and now in maturity. whatever you choose will be fine. I think I’ll do it.

in an old car. was positioned behind the house.The FBI team leader. We are not armed. but I’m not getting everything. Bobby. The door is opened. but what is the content? What are they saying?” “Computer stuff: Signal throughput. hardware.” “OK… Have you checked everything on the list?… Of course I did. GO. Bobby. said Garosian into the com system. One member of the assault group. and had been doing very well picking up the sounds from the inside of the house with a reflective laser device that detects the microscopic movements of the windows caused by sound waves hitting them from inside the house. I want you to give us a running report of everything you hear. hit the button now. That and ‘Hey Sasha. boss. have you got any activity?” “Yeah. most of it is in east European dialects. costumed as local factory workers. Bobby kept his report going: “… Get into the living room… still… hands up… Valentine – good English… they come…” As Agent Garosian and his old friend agent Morton stepped up next to the front door. with listening devices trained on the house.oh shit!. are you go?”.’ ” “OK. look outside!. Garosian spoke quietly and calmly into his concealed microphone as the team began their half-block walk up to the house: “Bobby. but like I said before.” “OK. begin your play-by-play. make another pot of coffee. Bobby K.. now!… everybody together… now… hurry…” Garosian screamed into his microphone: “GO. connections… that’s pretty much everything I’ve been able to make out. and ready to break down the front door. and the four other agents divided themselves. GO. I think they’re having a hard time understanding each other. it’s a mix of languages. they heard one of the men inside the house screaming at them. I am a professional… Yeah. like a buzzer!… Sasha. OK?” “Affirmative.. and it would be only eight or ten seconds before they were at their positions. 100 yards to go.” “Ryan. a little bit. I can make out most of the Russian words. take it slow – we are construction workers on our break. and approached the house from a variety of angles. “Yes!” “Morton?” “Go!” “Colt?” “Go!” “Charles?” “Go!” “All right men. Bobby. “The door is open. He had been there all morning.” 19 . We are not armed. Agent Garosian. but a very bored professional… laughing… There’s a noise. hit it quick!” They were now within 40 yards of the house. They were all dressed in street clothes.

and how he ended up representing these men. ranging in age from their midtwenties to at least fort-five. Waiting for them were four senior FBI officials and. surprisingly. then. do not shoot!”. and the four agents made themselves busy handcuffing the four men. when violence no longer seemed imminent. “We have no weapons. you there?” “Yes. and his dark thinning hair was in a near-crew cut. This was his way of overcoming his fear of embarrassment.” 20 . “Treason? You’ve really got delusions of grandeur. Two more agents waited outside until every room of the house was checked for more people. the full sixman assault team assembled themselves in the living room. “How the hell did you find out that we had these guys?” Gus Van Zant.” “OK boys. and we will convict them of treason. knew to come to FBI headquarters. son. Garosian called Nickelson and Morales on his radio. but radiating a fierceness that would intimidate almost anyone short of a professional fighter. we’re here. Treason for running a computer network? You’ve got to be kidding!” Van Zant looked at Bari with contempt and anger.” Bari laughed out loud. and repeating in passable English. a well-known criminal attorney. “Nickelson. of ordinary stature.” Three hours later at the FBI building. wanted to know how Anthony Bari. We have been gathering evidence on them for some time. Van Zant was an imposing man. His face showed his anger at Bari for making him face such a fear. house secured… come on down and do your thing. He collected himself and continued: “We believe that these men are part of a plot to bankrupt the government of the United States. boss of the Cyber-crimes Unit. sir. and seating them on the large sofa that sat against the living room wall. As the agents began to search the house for any type of evidence against the four foreign men. not for a brief outburst. Morales. their hands raised in the air.” “Yes sir… No shooting sir?” “Not a bit. this one was easy… too easy. whoever they were. Now hurry down here and figure this stuff out. His brooding eyes were nearly black. There’s one hellacious amount of computer stuff in here. “We want attorney. Finding none.They jumped through the door to find four men. the four east Europeans were finally brought into a conference room. Agent Van Zant. “How I found out that you had my clients in custody is none of your business. the men’s attorney. With what are you charging my clients?” “Treason. Van Zant. standing still in the center of the living room.” By this time two more agents had come in through the back door. but for a several seconds.

and was now relegated to selling freelance pieces to the highest bidder. and seldom attended industry events. Sure. 21 . never contributed money to the requisite social organizations and political parties. James Farber had been something of a mystery to her. Again she wondered. and the furnishings were at least ten years out of date. getting acquainted with each other. but he had very few friends in the industry. aside from some currency trading. and certainly the first one in several years. with one desk in each. honest. that didn’t seem to be Farber’s style. It wasn’t unusual for a financier to try to influence a financial writer. Farber began commenting on her work. but she had slammed it shut herself. arranged very well and impeccably organized. but so had a half-dozen others. The people who had worked with him all reported that he was pleasant. feeling more than a little bit flattered.” The bail hearing was held that evening. and requested a meeting for the next day. Bari held a half-hour meeting with the four men. “Why me?” They sat down and made a few minutes’ worth of small talk. no one was entirely sure what he was doing. and instructed his clients not to speak to anyone – guards. Then. it was only the dated decor that made them seem slightly disheveled. He was a very successful financier. with no stray cords. Frances had been one of only a few writers to whom Farber had given an interview. He also called the State Attorney General. cell-mates. was he trying to get her to plant a story? Not likely. even quoting a number of her articles. He avoided publicity. she was not one of the top people in her profession. both offices were extremely neat and organized. and competent. It was the larger room of a modest. with a Federal judge refusing any request for bond. In fact. There seemed to be plenty of computer equipment about. two room office. she had requested the interview.“And you think you’ve got enough evidence?” “Absolutely. but few of them worked with him often. He said he wanted to deal. Although Frances Marsden was extremely talented. She wondered why. She couldn’t help but showing her surprise. The lighting was brighter than in most offices. She blushed. and a variety of tables and equipment carts in the larger room. That path had been wide open to her a few years prior. and although her articles were as good as anyone’s. ******* Frances Marsden sat with James Farber in a room which did not look at all like the office of an international financier. In the last few years particularly. even to each other.

sensing that there was something very important in the three lines. let me take a good look at this and figure out why it is so important. She read it again. “I was nine or ten years old! What would you expect?” “All right… all right…. Care to enlighten me?” They looked at each other and smiled. “Sure. There were three short sentences on the little piece of paper: That which I have seen and heard.” Frances tried to stop laughing. but the article never said what was actually on the piece of paper. “now that I am thoroughly underwhelmed. halfspoke. They both broke into laughter together. Farber swiveled around in his chair. but the interview took place at their offices. I believe my own mind.” Frances half-laughed. and said with restrained amusement. And. Farber. reached up. not mine. I’m so glad you’re laughing… I guess I was expecting something 300 years old with some mysterious ancient wisdom on it. very slowly. “This is a piece of school paper. and pulled a small picture frame off of the wall. “Well. God. I really do look at it frequently. it’s not really that impressive. “I would have shown it to the Playboy people. 22 . “Oh. and he was chuckling.” “Hell yeah. and Frances read the paper very slowly.” One last smile passed between them. but not knowing exactly what. just a few sentences that made a big impression on me when I was young. is it?” Frances looked at the piece of paper. fearing that she would insult Farber’s “secret of success. yes. Frances paused.Frances got the interview started: “I read the interview in Playboy Mr. I bear witness to. and waited for her thoughts to sift themselves. but she had a feeling that there was far more beneath the surface.” as the Playboy interviewer called it. Actually. and that were good enough to keep on my wall. but she looked up at Farber. He turned and handed it to Frances. it’s not. “This is not what you expected. and think about it. At first glance they were quite simple and obvious.” Farber said.” She felt tense.” As he spoke. it’s school paper!” laughed James. or at least to wind down. where you talked about the old piece of paper containing the secret of your success. I believe my own senses. no.

That man did hurt his wife. framed in her dark brown hair. and continued. stable homes. but couldn’t quite identify.” “And businessmen are great students of scripture?” said Frances. It’s from the Gospel of John. “Well… point well taken. He took a deep breath. and her dark eyes seemed to contain an ocean’s worth of something… something that he liked. But it wasn’t easy. It was the first time in my life I had actually encountered that kind of malevolence.” she said. “It was such a perverse surprise that I had a very hard time believing that I had actually seen it. I was only a boy. and spoke to Farber with a very serious yet relaxed tone and posture. There is a story behind this: It was actually a few things combined. I was confused and scared. One day I was riding down one of the streets on the edge of our neighborhood. and repeated it again.” Farber tried not to notice how attractive Frances was. and that I should forget the entire episode. I wouldn’t let myself pretend that it didn’t happen. She fell down. But I remembered my father saying something along the lines of ‘there’s no use pretending it isn’t so. I was stunned. it’s from the first epistle of John. “I was about nine or ten years old. and I looked in through a large living room window to see a man hit his wife. and they loved me. ‘I did see that. and I said. isn’t it?” Farber’s face softened into a half smile.” It was more a request for a favor to be granted than an interview question.” 23 . You see. The first sentence is actually a scripture. and I couldn’t come up with a good answer. but I did what my dad said. Marsden?” She realized that her mind had been wandering for quite a while. it would have been very easy to forget it just then. She put down her pen and paper. leaned forward. my childhood was quite good. and reoriented herself to the interview. My friends all had two parents and good. And strangely enough. “There has to be a story behind a ten-year-old boy writing this. and I’m impressed that you recognized it. and like all the boys in my neighborhood. “Yes. My parents loved each other. out loud. “Actually. not many business writers would. was almost child-like is its honesty. and I kept riding. He punched her in the head – hard. The sight of a man purposely hurting his wife was not something that fit into my universe. I liked to ride my bicycle around during the summer. Her face. readjusted himself in his chair. Marsden. So I decided to do what my dad said. So I stopped.” Farber looked a bit concerned.“Does something about my paper strike you Ms. Farber snickered at himself. and tried to analyze it again. turning the comment back at him. what else interests you about it?” “Tell me the story.’ In regard to what I have no idea. Tell me. I stopped my bike in the park and tried to collect myself. “You’re right. Ms.’ I felt a pain in my stomach while I said the words. The really odd thing about it was that I wanted to convince myself that I had made it all up – that I had just imagined it. “All right. it really does.

He quoted this verse from First John. Normally Frances liked her interviews to be mostly one-sided. and thought for a moment. sincere. “Well. he talked to people more than preached… I really liked the guy. ‘They refused to deny what they saw. He leaned forward and looked slightly up and into her eyes. Then Frances slowly asked “What else?” Again. one of my usual spots. he was talking to a few college students. watching her intently.” said Frances.” Now it was Farber was sitting eagerly. It was close to our house. That kind of cemented it for me.Neither of them spoke for about ten seconds. and what would happen if Hitler invaded Hungary. those words went through my mind again and again. and agreed with less. one of the Hippie Jesus People. but actually living by these words would scare the hell out of most people. kind.’ “But the important thing was that I knew I could deny what I saw. He had spoken to her as one friend opening his soul to the other. Farber sat still. When the Germans started looting and burning Jewish assets. I saw a lot of instances of my friends shutting down their minds at certain times. and said that John and the others believed what they saw and told the world about it. I rode through the Midway at the University of Chicago.’ “As time went on. I had a huge advantage by learning this lesson when I did. she ordered newspapers from Germany. she was asking as a friend. and almost invariably suffering from it. But Farber’s story was so intimate that she had long since ceased being an interviewer. and found herself immersed in one of the more meaningful conversations of her life. or any logical conclusions coming from what I saw.’ he said. And it is probably the biggest reason I have had unusual success – that and working harder than anyone else. He seemed brave. There was a preacher who came there once in a while. though I wasn’t sure why. After that. and wondering what her response would be. silently encouraging her to please continue. Now he listened to Frances with the same attitude. I had almost done it less than a week earlier! That night I wrote my little manifesto on this piece of paper. and decided that I would forever be ver y careful not to deny anything I saw. but you could tell that he was really a good person. Anyway. honest.’ ‘I refuse to deny what I see. and had her neighbor translate them for her. they made plans to leave. When she began to understand what the Nazis were doing. “When I was a girl. living in Hungary. waiting for her words.” Frances paused. too. I didn’t understand much of what he said. so I rode over and listened in. “my grandmother used to tell me a story of how she saved her family from the Nazis. a number of days later. ‘I believe my senses. with her asking questions and writing down answers. this may sound simple. That was all I heard. I believe my mind. 24 . Then she began to talk to my grandfather about what was going on in Germany. even though they were hated and sometimes killed for doing so. So I wrote. Actually. “They were Jews. not as an interviewer. “Believe me Frances. ‘They refused to deny what they saw.

Grandmother said it took far more courage to defy their friends and relatives than anything else she ever did. ten messages were posted to alt. At that time. do you?’ and ‘The only thing you are accomplishing is to frighten your own children.” She had come to the realization that this man had a lot of interesting things to say. ******* Within 24 hours of raid in Los Angeles. In a slow. and Frances took the elevator down to the parking garage. leaned against it for support. and they walked to the front door of the office. everybody was minded to believe them. and set up a new date?” “I’ll be glad to. you know more than the Rabbi. but I simply cannot tonight. I would love to continue this interview in a few days. and she didn’t want to leave. James Farber closed the office door behind her. and ours as well. Will you call me in the next day or two. Farber rose from his chair and began walking toward the door. But I do want to continue the interview soon. Susan Quansantien (who was usually called “Suzy Q. She said that almost all of their friends mistrusted and opposed them. and that this threat. quiet voice. You will call me?” “Yes. It could take hours to get a second session moving like this one. he said “You are exactly right. and hurried home to write. This could be not only an interview.” said Frances. “Thank you very much.games. but also a lot easier to 25 .” Farber sat still for a few seconds. They thanked each other again. but a best-selling book. isn’t it. but I’ll have to close it off for now. They’d say ‘So. would soon pass.” Then he paused again. your grandmother must have been an exceptional woman. someone threw a rock through their window.’ “When Grandpa sold his business.” said Frances. like others. and wept. where she got into her car. “You know. “but are you sure we can’t continue this evening? I’ll sit in the front office and wait if you like. for a reason that eluded Frances.Eventually they did go. and were one of the very few Jewish families from their area that survived the war. and no one else had ever gotten James Farber to talk about his personal or business philosophies. That’s what you’re talking about. several times as many messages as usual for one day. He continued in a subdued but very controlled voice.” since the name was not only cute. And since times weren’t too bad. Frances. “But Grandma always said that the hardest thing was not the leaving. I’m very sorry. but I just remembered something that I absolutely have to do.fz. but going against the community. the leading writers and even the rabbis were saying that Germany was too cultured a country to go into pure barbarism.

and verify your personal and technical status.we are really doing this!! OK.fz. of course). OK . Their 26 . combing her long black hair. Everybody please check-in. I’ll get out of my day-to-days too. Suzy Q quickly posted a similar message (encrypted. I will set up a meeting with our friend right away. and the lawyer is taking care of the legal things. fear. she checked the newsgroup early in the morning of March 30th as she was getting ready for work.Ellison. they wanted to break the succession of sorrowful. They had come to America. Suzy was still insufficiently prepared for the shock that would hit her when it actually went into operation. They were determined to start a new life and to raise children who were free and successful. Keep us informed of any details. The first message came up on her screen: Guys: The LA site was raided this morning!!! I can’t believe it . I am turning day-to-day operations of my company over to my brother today. As was her habit. More than anything else. then called her office. and the reordering of one’s business. Susan Quansantien was the daughter of Vietnamese refugees. at the same time sipping some coffee.games.No one was hurt. Everything technical seems to have worked as designed. Michael The rest of the messages expressed essentially the same things: Surprise. weary from a lifetime of dodging battlefields. She was surprised to see that everyone else in the group had posted new messages there since the previous afternoon. scared.pronounce than her real name) was one of the ten people in the world who had the encryption key to alt. and told them that she would be a few hours late. She felt dazed. and pulling on a pair of sheer pantyhose. decimated generations that had followed their families through the better part of a century. She quickly downloaded all of the new messages and decoded them. For all of the preparation that she had done. GERONIMOOOOOOO……… Rob PS . The second message came up: WOW! OK. and like a traitor to her parents. please verify that you got all the backup.

but a feeling of necessity was simply in her bones. and she slowly became aware of what was happening to him. They had escaped a war. she really did want to do well for her parents. his parents working very hard to remove every obstacle from his path and to keep him focused on his studies. and went through school like a blur. While Suzy was never the star Jimmy was.children were to be the beneficiaries and the embodiments of all their dreams. was very real. Jimmy found himself to be quite proficient in his professional life. Jimmy would spend the next decade of his life in therapy. She had to have her own life. concerts. and she flowered. or Jimmy’s fate would be hers as well. and led to long arguments with her parents. though short-term. He began to coast in his work. but what could they really say? Jimmy was an anesthesiologist. or developing revolutionary new medical techniques. Suzy and her brother were the victims of those dreams as well. And although the parents were unable to understand it. he went into a depression. the rest she passed with Cs. she did have the ability to focus very well. They had devoted their lives to the prospect of their children reaching goals they would have liked for themselves. Suzy had always been close to Jimmy. Suzy had overcome her guilt. Whereas Jimmy aced every subject in school. but would never reach. Because of their unfortunate young lives. He found that he could no longer ignore all of the things he had missed in life – friends. she aced only the half she focused on. their son was a doctor! This would have to be enough. But at about the time Jimmy finished his residency. Now. Doing well. Because 27 . His depression. He was always a whiz at science. athletics. She eventually came up with a two-part plan: First of all. But Jimmy did none of these things. especially. If not. They deserved her success. Her second credo was that she refused to spend more time and energy on success than was necessary. This was something of a problem in high school. In fact. She would never be happy with herself if she did not give her parents joy. But in college. for it was all that Jimmy could give them. Her older brother Jimmy was doing well as an anesthesiologist. she’d end up an unhappy genius like Jimmy. trying to put his psyche back together again. she was a well-paid programmer in Silicon Valley. and realized that they could provide a way for their children to live good and happy lives. having been born in the wrong place. Worse than this was the fact that everyone expected Jimmy to take the medical world by storm. teaching at Harvard. in his professional life. but lost in his private life. Suzy was able to stick with what she was good at. she knew that she would have to do something different. With effort. Now eight years out of school. movies. and come to America with nothing. she had written the operating software that was used in the most advanced cellular telephones. and. Their parents were disappointed. It was speculated that he would soon be lecturing overseas. By the time she went away to college. They had accepted that fact. girls. but no more. separate from her mom and dad’s desires. they would never be able to achieve many of the things they had wanted.

and she could afford to take time off in-between projects. Either I do this. painting. she imagined it. and this is necessary. in effect. but what if there was something that I missed?” The visceral fear in Susan’s consciousness was that she was. Suzy knew exactly why she had “done this. Both of these were entirely unexpected. Suzy paced through her house like a prisoner waiting for her sentence. and declaring that she was right. Then.” She walked to the bathroom and washed her face. Suzy pulled up her ‘why we must do this’ file. horse back riding. and began posting a new note: Guys: 28 . She had spent weeks at a time studying on every historical subject that related to this venture. To her surprise. When she worked. But now. obscure history books.of her special skills. The cool water seemed to wash away some of her fears as well. and writing dense software. I know I’ve studied more real history than most professors. and worked as a highly-paid independent contractor. stereotypes be damned. what am I afraid of? I am right. a variety of intellectual studies. A bit unusual for a Vietnamese girl. “What if I was wrong? After all. she found that her idea of a perfect life revolved around a great guy (of course). she was scared. “If I have the facts on my side. In her off-time. very serious. The raid in LA had meant that what she and her friends were doing had gone from an entertaining hobby to something very. perhaps. and slowly went through the facts. She planned for it. Her brow was furrowed into a knot. she discovered that she loved skiing and studying history. and she moved aimlessly through the house with her head lowered. and playing the flute. Each of them checked-out. yet now that it was here. Why did I do this?” Actually. Suzy was sought-after by a number of firms. but that was what she liked. Susan Quansantien knew that she was facing something very big. She had put together an irrefutable argument as to why this must be done. but could also break my parents’ hearts. I don’t have a degree in history.” she slowly said out loud. staring at the floor. standing up to acknowledged experts in the field. “I am party to crimes that could not only get me thrown in jail. but nonetheless. her eyes teary. she got back to the newsgroup. and they were wrong. “How did I end-up here?” she asked herself. Suzy tried skiing. ski slopes. She knew this day would come. or I will regret it on my deathbed. “Okay.” It was her study of history that had led her here. On the morning of March 30th. doubts were assailing her logic. she made a lot of money. That and her ability to write great software.

and >we are right still. it will notify you three different ways: 1. If no reply within 30 seconds. It will interrupt your computer. Michael. I talked with two friends today.” Follow the setup instructions and it will keep you connected at all times. the coordinator. and it read thus: Hi. we have to be able to communicate instantly. Let me know if you have any trouble. I’m a bit nervous myself. Late in the evening. Please download the file that I have posted. > >Well. I’ll bet all of you are >nervous. it will: 2. and we >analyzed it all carefully and calmly. Don’t be scared if I need a shoulder to cry on one of these days. This is gut-check time boys and girls. Obviously. > 29 . Ring you on your cell phone (the ones I supplied to you only). Page you (only on the beepers I gave you). Frankly. it has hit the fan for real now. a new note was posted to alt. God Bless. posted it.games. named “CUSTOM-1. But we all >knew what we were doing getting into this. It is a >normal reaction. It follows. and display an “Important Mail” note. Mike >Hi gang. and have a message for all of you from one of them. you’ll have to have your main computer stations on and connected to the net at all times. Remember that I warned you about this. Suzy Q the brave (sort of). We were right then. it will: 3. If that fails.From now on.fz. When you get an email from one of us.

this is going to get >fun. and more conducive to good decision-making. we should reach our 10. > >Press forward and buckle your helmets. >Within the next few weeks. Most of the time. both business and personal. and there have >been no changes. He had always preferred to be separated from the glitter cities of the financial world. Farber’s office was on the outskirts of Chicago’s financial district. It began when he was a teenager. ******* Four hours after his interview with Frances Marsden. fog-covered city was one of Farber’s rituals. separating his mind from the hollow and obnoxious concerns of mundane events and washed-out people. His walks had brought him solutions for a host of questions and problems. I take this as confirmation that although we may >be the first into this. he could walk two blocks to the world’s greatest (and still largely underrated) commodities and futures exchanges. When he walked silently through the fog. He would walk along. The late-night walk home through a silent. We lost >no data from LA. he found it less distracting. throw questions out at the wall of fog. He also liked the way the fog drew a mental curtain around him. many more to >follow. > >P. and business is picking-up continually. > >All of our back-up plans remain in place. there will be many.000th >customer. and wait for an answer to bounce back. the questions themselves led him to the answers. and without the never-ending rumor and intrigue of the New York financial district. he felt as if he were the first settler in an open place where there was no one to place limits upon him or his deeds. He tried never to miss such opportunities. James Farber left his office and sought solace in the night fog that frequently descends on the city of Chicago on cool spring nights. 30 . and had only grown more important to him through the years.>Everything seems to be running perfectly. and to world-class financial institutions of all sorts – all in anonymity. From his Chicago office.

this is Van Zant. He made it into bed.” “Damn it! Well. sir?” Garosian laughed. Even in the fog. I’ve taken four calls from Washington so far today.” “Well sir. analyzing.” Morales and Nickelson busied themselves securing. Agent Garosian stuck his head out the door. there were a variety of cables that had been disconnected. If we knew exactly what we were looking for.” “Morales. Not only is your ass on the line. “At least a few days. both of them got nervous again. “You bet. My man Ryan is the best in the business. Furthermore. This walk in the fog paid few dividends. sir. Nickelson and Morales were told to wait outside for a few minutes more. to find some flaw in his thinking. You can come in and do your thing now. while the equipment was double-checked for explosives. Turning uncomfortably in his bed half the night. There were twelve PCs in the house. and cataloging the computer equipment they found there. and others that left the house entirely. They want some answers. All clear. Right now.” “You sure none of the computers are going to blow up at us. he kept replaying their conversation in his mind. it would be a lot easier. sir.But tonight. he found no comfort. you can dance naked in front of them. Morales?” Van Zant seemed angry. “Morales here.” “How long will it take. we’re doing an overall examination.” “Yes. over and over. connected to each other in a way that neither of them recognized. things were different. But sir. He tried. son. “OK. ******* As they reached the computer house in LA. we are still trying to figure out exactly what types of hardware these people were using. I want you to get it done as fast as you can. plus a lot of other equipment. Farber could not get away from a single thought – that he had been right about Frances Marsden. Hearing that. Morales’ cell phone rang. but he could find no flaw. and no comfort. If he says they are okay. we’ll go as fast as we can. The interview with Frances was too troubling for him to put out of his mind. We haven’t seen any data at all. and tried to fall asleep through his tears.” 31 . there are twelve computers here. Through the forty-minute walk home. but mine is too. it would really help if we knew what was going on here. I want to know what you’ve uncovered so far. boys.

In this environment. Every evidence tells you that you are the expert. Contractors who work with live optical cables must be insured for damages that can easily reach millions of dollars per hour. The hard drive of every machine had been wiped clean several times. but having thrown away a once-in-alifetime opportunity that any other writer would have done anything to obtain. This also involved the work of several lawyers. Also. There was no data present. But you need only glance at the guards to come or go any time you please. a relaxed energy comes easily. and making correct decisions seems your natural role in life. people who work in the area. it had been knocked from its mounting. but at a fairly low power level. and wondering what type of special person you must be. as they came to call it. You are the elite.” “All right. Nickelson and Morales had all of the equipment cataloged. Outside are a variety of curious onlookers: Neighbors. A single fiber can carry millions of financial transactions in just a few minutes. The crowd outside looks on. There were two surprises that showed-up in the LA computer shack. and see where it led. and reporters. or if they had ever really been used at all. All of these are kept a safe distance by the armed guardians. It was impossible to say how much signal they were taking in and out of the computer shack. I’ll see if I can get you briefed soon. All who watch you there pay silent homage. ******* Among financial writers and publishers. toward the industrial area to the rear. the strongmen are there to keep you and your work untouched. Frances Marsden was considered an unfortunate lost cause – obviously talented. hidden in the attic. But hurry-up anyway!” Working at a site secured by ten heavily-armed FBI agents and policemen is a heady experience. they found two pairs of optical fibers leading out from the house.“Would it speed you up?” “Yes sir. and it was impossible to tell in which direction it had been pointed when in use. The two technicians bagged each of the hard drives. and sent them to Washington by special courier. A private contractor was called in to dig up the fiber. wondering what it is you are doing. in the course of the investigation. It would be three days before the cable could be traced and they would find out where it led. requiring analysis at the FBI labs in Washington. but somehow. 32 . They were picking up a great deal of traffic. and they began to analyze each machine in depth. I think it would. By mid-afternoon. The risks associated with damaging optical fibers are enormous. It had apparently been used to transmit signals to a satellite relay. Recovering any data from these machines would be very difficult and probably quite partial. the important one. The first was a small satellite uplink. All were the same – blank.

Three years previous. and he had watched this turn his father from a gallant aristocrat into a mentally broken. although he was far more insulated from it than she had been. Richard and Margarite wanted to set up a pleasant. especially new types of polymers. who were at the time desperate for anyone with 33 . there were more than a few soldiers who pursued her affections. It was a rather striking contrast. Her face was usually framed in medium-brown hair. and made their way to America within the year. Here was a land. There were a few injured soldiers. Frances’ mother Margarite still spoke with a trace of the Hungarian accent she gained as a child. he had been horrified by the evils of war. having come of age as the war progressed through Europe. Like Margarite. She was still young and tender when the war began. More than anything else. not only bristling with opportunity. peaceful lives. and he wasn’t minded to talk about it. first civilians injured by German bombing raids. and so monstrous an event was overwhelming. and as one would expect. She wanted no more of it. but no widespread devastation. but one that had not been the site of bloodshed. Her family had fled Hungary for England as the war began to rage. attractive girl. Only her boss really understood why. She was well-paid and well-respected. She carried the quick. His only brother and two of his cousins had died in France. She didn’t want to love a man whom she had met there… among bodies and minds torn apart by the unexpected depths of evil men can sink to. As the war ended. which was a 50-50 mix of her mother’s nearly black hair and her father’s nearly blond. forever. Richard was quickly hired by the DuPont company. Being an intelligent young girl in war-time London. They loved each other deeply. and later. But the sufferings of war had made a deep impression upon her. Margarite was a bright. and she did not want a relationship that was tainted with its stench. The father died just days after the war ended. and immediately employed treating war injuries. and to live quiet. But in one day – in one hour actually – she had gone from working contentedly to telling the Times that they could “shove the job. Richard worked during the war in the development of manmade materials. Richard and Marjorie quickly married. she was given a crash-course in nursing. Frances had dark eyes (from her mother) and a light complexion (from her father). frail old man. and each day they put between their new lives and the old was a blessing. But Richard also wanted to leave it all behind. independent mind that was found in so many of her countrymen of that time.” and walking out the door. But she was also a product of World War Two. Margarite met a kind young chemist by the name of Richard Marsden. Frances was writing a column for the New York Times. wounded soldiers who had been sent home to recover. never to return. and mercifully avoided death and mutilation for the most part. He worked in an isolated facility most of the time. happy household.

Two years later they moved in to a new house. maintaining a part of our network. See to it that their charges are dropped. and all of the children went on to successful professional lives. and to hide nothing from you. 34 . (They are immigrants from eastern Europe. She didn’t mind if the boys beat her legitimately. but she simply could not stand for girls to give in without trying. but that was not it – she simply wouldn’t accept unearned defeat. If our employees are charged with a crime. and obtained at least sixteen patents for various materials and processes. but aggressive and persistent. you are to: 1.00 has been transferred to your account number 4182164391 at the Los Angeles Trust and Savings Bank as a retainer to represent our employees.) Our employees have been instructed to work with you fully. and returned to their home countries. and tell everything they know. 2. Their father excelled in his work. She became a Judo player and insisted on sparring with the young men. but never willingly. Frances was embarrassed by women caving-in and accepting defeat from men. and it was there that Frances and her brothers were raised. She lost frequently. the lawyer representing the four technicians. probably the best way to describe Frances would have been “feisty. If the charges cannot be dropped. Once the children were grown. She didn’t understand it and she didn’t like it. such cooperation should occur only when part of a plea-bargain (or similar agreement) that gains them the maximum advantage. by any legal means available. had received a year previous to the LA raid were these: A retainer of $10. As a child. Our company is involved in no type of violent or immoral activity. they are to cooperate with the state completely. exhibiting works in galleries all along the east coast. If necessary. Images of willingly impotent girls on the playground used to haunt her. Within a few months they had settled-down into a quiet suburban lifestyle. pleasant upbringing. should they be charged with any crime related to their work for us.” Not angry or rebellious.experience in plastics. their mother became a locally well-know artist. But. The other girls thought that she was unable to accept the fact that they were stronger.000. The Marsden children had a warm. have them expelled from the United States. Frances always played fiercely against the boys. ******* The instructions that Anthony Bari. They are computer operators.

Coopersmith. and paced slowly around the room. however. and you don’t 35 . California District. thin man of about sixty years. he had decided that to move up. “I’m going to be wide-open with you Coopersmith. It served him well in the Federal bureaucracy. Robert Coopersmith. Eventually. If any need for your services arises. From time to time his wife wished for the warmth and connectedness that they had felt as a young couple. a tall. CE Management At noon on March 30th. and it was somewhat dark and gloomy. as Bari remained seated in his chair. we will notify you immediately. it is better to equivocate than to take a constructive opinion that might be proven wrong at a later date. where he had risen to a fairly high level. They were now getting old. It was his technique of protecting himself from unexpected and unpleasant questions. and even intimidation. you must do so only if compelled. but she simply had no idea of what should be done. He had developed this habit after spending decades in stuffy department meetings. where the people in attendance were less concerned with solving problems than with appearing to be confident and in control. Bari had never dealt with Coopersmith. what is it that is on your mind?” Coopersmith spoke while circling behind Bari for maximum effect. By some unwritten rule in that world. and they both thought it better to stay in a tolerable situation. Thank you. “Well. rather than suffering the indignity of divorce and the strain of reordering their lives. You are up shit creek and you know it. you are hereby released to disclose any and all of your communications with us to the state. but you can’t read any of them. The district Attorney General stood up from behind his large desk. Anthony Bari was in the San Francisco office of the US Attorney General. but you have no evidence to prove it. You’re charging my clients with treason. So. and knew from other attorneys what to expect from him. It was an opulent office. but he had met him at legal functions a few times. he would have to carefully avoid being shown wrong.Should there be any circumstances which may compel such action. Nonetheless. Bari. he went on a partially-premeditated course of intimidating everyone he dealt with. After a few embarrassing incidents early in his career. where he and his wife had become so distant from each other that neither of them could bring themselves to care much about it. he stumbled upon the fact that intimidated people ask few questions. it was in an old Federal building in downtown San Francisco. carefully projected an air of importance. It served him less well at home. You have computer transmissions. and will increase the amount of your retainer. with a private bar and bath. instilling the necessary fear of his wrath when such situations arose.

Neither is it our purpose to harm the US Government. I checked the daily briefings on my way up. raising and lowering his voice for maximum effect.” The intimidation machinery was still functioning. The big boys. Also. as you call them. You don’t have anything you can do for me. “Whether we get them on one charge or another. Bari. and where they were going. 4. If we have to charge them for child pornography. will do whatever it takes to hurt these guys. We send test messages regularly to verify this fact. because the government would have to say why they think it is treason. Thank you for your prompt response to our employees’ problems. “Now. 36 . It is certain that the FBI is not able to read any of the communications handled by our network. Please get our men out of this situation as quickly as possible. Bari. They do not know where the messages came from. you know that they are pawns. and again. It is rumored that our men were charged with Treason. They are dead men. They knew only that they were being paid to keep it running properly. and now they say that my clients are charged with computer fraud. It is almost certain (99% or better) that the FBI cannot determine the routing information for the messages we send through our network. What is it that the big boys are afraid of. These men are technicians. This charge will not be made public. which they do not want to do. and chuckling at the end to stress the foolishness of Bari’s position. 2. and probably know nothing that is of any value to you. There’s no way out of this for them. your commie-boys are sunk.” Coopersmith had become less confident and more defiant. I want to assure you. and have no idea what the equipment in their charge was being used for.know where they came from and went to. All addresses are coded. rather than treason. Why don’t you give back the few rubles they paid you. Thank you. You should be aware of the following: 1. 3. here’s your big problem: You can’t let it be known that they are charged with treason. that we are in no way involved with violence or anything immoral. and do not follow the standard protocols. Bari? This is way over your head. we’ll do it. Coopersmith?” “You listen. Bari. Coopersmith circled Bari while talking. and nothing you can do will make a bit of difference. Bari had received an email with no sender address that morning: Mr.

For Bari. “You can’t let people find out that something big and bad is going on. I’m going to Oregon for a couple of days. Attorney General. Bari accepted promptly and drove to Lake Tahoe. everything that had the word “Treason” on it. he answered with the best thing he could think of. and since trials are still public events. It is not proper procedure to give you that information. Remember. if you don’t take my agreement. aren’t you.000. for his vacation. charges will be dropped. I’m going to give you a way to save your ass. His paralegal saw the four men to their planes at LAX two days later. then you’re in much deeper shit than my clients are. and turned to face Coopersmith again. He opened it. Under the plea-bargain agreement. not Oregon. Coopersmith? I have a question for you: How do you know that these men are involved with treason?” Coopersmith was silent. “You’ll have to wait for discovery procedures to find out. either from fear.” He laughed again. Coopersmith? If you’ve got the full machinery of the state behind you and you’re still scared. Internet site. Bari threw one final volley at the AG: “And. “So. or some combination of the above. it was the kind of day he dreamt about in Law School. 37 . I will be presenting this whole affair to every newspaper. that the men were to be deported. “You know what Mr. control.” “You and your bosses are really afraid of this. You have till tomorrow morning. anger. and I have promised to conclude these affairs before I leave. and broadcaster I can find. and secondly. Obviously enjoying his afternoon’s work. with two stipulations: First. knowing that Coopersmith was already calling him ‘Dago’ or ‘Greaseball’ in his thoughts. I still have paperwork from the LA FBI office with the ‘T word’ all over it. “It must have killed you that these people hired a loudmouth dago attorney like me.Your retainer is being raised to $20. you can’t have one. whose face was frozen in place.” Bari stood up.” Bari laughed.” Coopersmith was in a daze as Bari walked out. The charges against the four technicians were indeed resolved on April 1st. can you? Everyone would learn your secret. here’s what you are going to do: My clients will tell you everything they know – whic h isn’t much – and you’ll charge them with misdemeanor computer fraud. and walked to the door. After that. I’ll tell you what.00 Bari abruptly swiveled in his chair and faced Coopersmith squarely. Mr.CE Management PS . that Bari surrender all of his paperwork to the AG. Coopersmith. specifically. After an uncomfortable pause. Ciao.

probably at very high speeds. They fed directly into a main cross-country Internet line. 38 .” Jones glared at Morales when he said “they were great at it. and up to date on technology. The computer equipment in the shack was a network center. No shovels or tools. and the contractor had finished digging up the optical fibers that led from the house.” The two made things as clear as they could to their superiors. and no way to find out who did it. this is Assistant Director Jones. The fibers were connected to the main lines by a very ingenious homemade optical tap. The two technicians were putting their report together when Van Zant and another important-looking man showed up at the shack. and fail-safes. and digital telephone lines. This was the main line between Los Angeles and Salt Lake City – one of the Internet’s original links. the optical interface cards we salvaged were the best on the market. It had built-in redundancies. a rather dark black man. “So. Assistant Director Jones appeared to be very intelligent. The computers had apparently been set-up with an automatic erase routine. just back from Washington. sir. Actually. Tell us what you know. fingers digging in the dirt. “Nickelson. and a lot more intelligent. satellite. the contractor was forced to dig up the last five feet by hand. Morales. Morales paused at the sight of Jones’ anger. The two pairs of fibers running into the back yard were a surprise. Because of the immense importance of this link. “Yes sir. and said no more.” Morales answered. and answered their technical questions carefully. impeccably dressed.******* By April 4th. They were probably capable of a hundred Gigabits per second or more. Even Van Zant seemed intimidated by this guy.” He looked as fierce as Van Zant. He was perhaps fifty years old. Nickelson and Morales had the computer shack mostly figured out. they were great at it. There was no record of this tap being made.” “Were they careful about covering their tracks?” “Yes. what we have is a redundant network hub running through the Internet. They also had volumes of analysis on the hard drives from the Washington lab. There had been a small motor which pulled the satellite transmitter off its base once the erase-everything routine had been engaged. It also had at least three means of communication: Optical fiber.

John. I don’t know if he’s that bad. feeling more like boys than men just then. If you leak any of it. Jones continued. this is some serious deep shit we’re in.” “And. son. men. what’s up with this Jones guy?” “I wish I knew that too. to Van Zant from now on. he scares me. listen to me carefully: Your job is now to analyze every piece of data you can find on these guys and track them down. Do you understand me?” They both answered they understood.” ******* “John. So it’s up to you. Take a day off and rest. What is going on?” “I wish I knew Tim. This briefing is Classified. and amoral enough to sacrifice us along the way. we should relax today. Well. I’m going to watch a ball game and take a nap. Whatever it is. get out of here” snapped Van Zant. it is big. “Then our other cases will be given to someone else?” “That’s right. We’ve already interrogated the technicians. there’s nothing we can do now. he’s a high official. I think Van Zant has a point.” Morales and Nickelson walked to their cars slowly. Van Zant will get it for you. and immediate access to any of our labs. sir” they both replied.” “Well. “And go get drunk or something tonight.” ******* “Where the hell did I put those glasses?” 39 . He’s smart enough to get what he wants. Show up the day after that. daily. Clear your heads. we think that it will help you track these guys down. You men copy?” “Yes.” “All right. You have an unlimited budget. And one more thing: You are going to be provided with a briefing on this project. you’ll be spending a lot of time in Federal prison. “Good. but we’ll sure as hell find out tomorrow morning. and deal with all of this tomorrow. “I’ll call you. After all. “Okay. See you tomorrow.” “Yeah.After a brief pause. and do nothing except track these guys.” said Nickelson. “I’ll be home. but I’ll tell you what Tim.” said Morales. Nickelson added. “Okay. and you’ll report. If you need anything. but we didn’t learn anything.

which was next to him on a small table. and about Frances. It was the doorman. and have a seat.” 40 . She looked at him till he stopped talking and said “I’m teasing you. Frances stepped in. he suggested that it would be a more comfortable setting. and wasn’t sure that he still remembered all of the details that should go into such an evening. he found Frances busy in the kitchen. and took him by his hands. Dinner at the condo was Farber’s idea. leaving Farber with half an hour to think about the interview. agreed. I’ve had men tell me that they did their best work in the dark. Frances turned and walked back to him. don’t worry about it. When she arrived at the door.” thought Frances. Why don’t you go splash some water in your face and wake yourself up. and just sticking it in the oven is a lot easier than preparing it yourself. After three or four runs through the kitchen and living room. “You know.. The phone rang at a minute or two before seven. “Five more minutes and we’d be ordering Chinese.” “Really? Well maybe next time. Farber was still a bit dazed. But for now. and what Frances had said. I’ll figure out where the light switches are. I think we’re ready. His face flushed as he tried to apologize without stammering or showing his embarrassment.” Farber murmured a “thanks” and went off to the washroom. too. The sun was setting as Farber sat down in front of a floor-to-ceiling window and looked out from sixty floors above Chicago.James Farber had not entertained a woman in his home in several years. but I never got the impression that they were talking about interviews!” She walked past him with a smirk on her face. and welcomed Frances into a completely dark apartment. “Funny. why don’t you pour some wine in the glasses. I do. Farber. sending Frances up. “Yeah. that is from Frozen Gourmet. on the other hand. and proceeded slowly toward one of the windows overlooking the city. and it was now 6:30. he assured himself that the condo was sufficiently clean.” she said. pulling dinner from the oven. laughing quietly.” When Farber came back from the washroom a few minutes later. Frances was due at 7:00 p. although I really can cook myself. was beginning to recognize how dark the condo was. with a note of amusement in her voice. and that the table was appropriately set. sometimes.” Farber stood next to the table. It’s good food. and said. “I see you get your food from the Frozen Gourmet. realizing that Farber was halfasleep. you can show me. Frances.m. He picked up the telephone. and stayed out of Frances’ way. “That look of confusion… it’s the same look they have as little boys… the same one. It took three or four rings to pull Farber out of the near-trance he had been in for half an hour.

The dinner conversation began a bit slowly, but was pleasant. They discussed where they had grown up, and their jobs – personal small talk. “So, did you fall asleep on the couch before I came?” Farber laughed. “Not really. I had just gotten everything ready for the evening, and sat down to relax for a moment, I started thinking about the past, and my life now. I may have been partially asleep, but mostly just lost in thought.” “You seemed sad when you opened the door. Is everything all right?” “Oh, yes, it’s just that I had been remembering some sad things from the past.” With that, Frances suggested that since they had both finished eating, they could move to the living room, and talk about the world of finance, which was, after all, her reason for being there. Farber sat on a large chair next to the window, and Frances on a couch adjacent to it. She pulled out her note pad, and began: “All right, I want to start by asking you to comment on a few things from the Playboy interview. First of all, they have one comment off on the side that is not tied to anything else. It says ‘My God, I love commerce.’ Tell me about that. What exactly is meant by that sentiment?” “Ah, good question. That was really just a comment I made to the interviewer as we walked out of my office, on our way to his. My computer supplier is an Indian man, and he was delivering a computer to me. I looked at the man, and remembered a story he told me of his childhood. You know, there are hundreds of stories like his: A poor kid in a small village, living in the same primitive squalor that his great, great, great, grandfather did. He gets a chance to come to a market-based society, works very hard, lives responsibly, and makes a beautiful life for himself, for his wife, and for his children. It’s commerce that makes that possible! Nothing else!” Now Farber was beginning to really relax and to open up. He slid forward in his chair. “This might surprise you, but I spend a lot of time studying history.” “Really?” Frances turned sideways and brought her legs up on the couch and curled them around next to her. “I actually minored in history in college. Keep talking.” “Okay. Many years ago, a friend of mine made an interesting comment to me. He said, ‘Most of the history books tell nothing more than the chronicles of kings and governments. What they should tell you about is the progress of people.’ Ever since, I tried to ignore the litany of kings, presidents, and laws, and study how people lived and thought. And whenever I looked through history, one of the things that jumped out at me was that the real good of mankind came not from governments or religions, but from business: From traders, from the financiers who make trade possible, from hustlers, inventors, entrepreneurs, and small business people of all sorts.
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Governments and religions generally just get in the way to a greater or lesser extent. Commerce frees people from poverty and grim lives of bare subsistence.” “Well, I am minded to agree with you, but there are plenty of smart people who would disagree.” Farber got serious. “Sure! But there is a huge difference between those people and me: Their arguments are based on their ideology. Mine are based on reality. “The people you are talking about have pre-set opinions. If they happen to stumble across any contradictory facts, they simply find a way to fit them into their chosen conclusions. And they hold these opinions, not so much because they are right, but because holding and defending those opinions is good for their social status or for their careers. My opinions come from direct experience with the real world. If I am not right, I can lose a lot of money. That teaches you to let go of pre-set opinions right away.” “Okay, fair enough answer.” Farber laughed. “All right, Miss Almost-Historian, I’m going to ask you a question. It’s a hard one, so I won’t expect you to answer it right now, but some day I want an answer from you.” Frances laughed and felt flushed. If James was saying “some day I want an answer,” that meant that he intended on knowing her for a long time. She sat a bit straighter and took the challenge. “I’m game; what is it?” “Think about this, Frances: For the past several thousand years of recorded history, humans lived at the edge of starvation, usually in abject poverty, perpetually at risk. But in just the past few centuries, and primarily in only one or two parts of the world, we suddenly develop medical science, cars, telephones, airplanes, refrigeration, central heating, electrical power, computers, and spaceships. Why here? And why now?” Frances paused to consider the question. “Wow. I’ve never heard that one before. All right, I’ll see if I can find an answer for you. No promise on exactly when.” The next few hours passed with both Frances and Farber talking, making notes, drawing on pieces of paper, and referring to economic figures from half a dozen books. They agreed on the Austrian School of economics and disagreed on styles of music as they drank and spilled coffee, and ate dessert over scratch paper, pens, and a calculator. Following a quick stop in the bathroom, Frances decided that it really was getting late, and she really did have to go home. As she gathered up her papers and found her jacket, she tried to analyze the evening, and to remember if there was anything else she had wanted to ask. “Say, while I’m getting ready to go, there is one other thing I wanted to ask you. Earlier you said the first generation of a business is peopled by productive, honest,
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and energetic people; that once a leveling off is reached, a new type of person comes on board. Later, you said that the third generation ended up as people looking for sweetheart deals and monopoly arrangements. But you passed over the second generation. Who are they? “Those are the ones who look for safe harbor.” Farber paused and thought, then continued. “These guys don’t trust in their own virtues. They don’t believe that they have it in them to create what they want by their own minds and their own efforts.” “These guys? What about women?” She smiled, and had spoken with a friendly tone of voice that implied correction rather than accusation. They were now standing at the front door. “Oh… I use the term ‘guys’ generically. I’m sure there are plenty of women who do the same thing.” A blank look came over Frances’ face, as if all her energy were directed inwards. She stood still, tilted her head and looked up to Farber, and said “Yeah, but they usually do it in their personal lives.” Farber looked back at her, as if requesting some further explanation. Frances shook her head, and said “No, I’ll let you know when I’ve thought about it more.” As he opened the door, Farber said “Thank you for coming Frances, I haven’t enjoyed myself so much in a long time.” Frances stepped forward, rose up on her toes, and kissed Farber briefly, but on the lips. “Thank you James. I enjoyed myself too.” Frances’ face was covered with a sly smile as she said “Goodnight,” turned and walked briskly to the elevator. “That same look,” she thought. “The same cute-littleboy confusion.” *******

The phone call came on April 5th. “Phillip, he wants to do it full-out.” “And you’re sure he understands what that means?” “Yeah, he does. He’s really smart, you know.” “About that there is no question. All right, I’ll send you an email in a day or two telling you when we’ll arrive. I’ll bring Farber and McCoy, and we’ll have to spend a few days there.” “No problem, I’ve got plenty of vacancies all through April.”

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“Great. Thank you again, Dick, and tell George to start putting his plans together. We’ll need detailed plans, and lists of every critical facet of this. Tell him to put together a detailed business plan and proposal. And listen, we’re really busy right now, so it may be a week before we get there.” “Not a problem. I’ve been entertaining the Doc, and I don’t think he’s in any hurry. I think he needed some time off.” “Thanks, Dick. See ya.” *******

“Have a seat please gentlemen, and we’ll get started.” The man speaking was not FBI, but from the National Security Agency. Only Nickelson, Morales, Van Zant, and Assistant Director Jones were in attendance. The conference room was fairly large, with the standard impressive table dominating the room, and a screen at one end. The NSA man was showing slides from his lap-top computer on the screen, and each person attending was given a paper copy of the slides. “You all realize, I assume, that this is top secret information, and that anyone who discloses this information without authorization is in violation of several felony statutes, and possibly the capital offense of treason. Please act accordingly.” John Morales looked at the first inside page of the material that sat on the table in front of him:
CLASSIFIED Department of the Treasury UNTRACEABLE COMMERCE AND TAX EVASION Overview Current Threat to US Government Account Imbalances Implications Actions Memo of January 1995

The whole of the report was not contained in the material, only a few excerpts. Mr. NSA went on:

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“Gentlemen, this report was prepared three months ago, in response to account imbalances that have begun showing up on Treasury Department ledgers. What we are finding is that a portion of the sovereign economic activity of the United States is occurring off the books. Now, this has always occurred, but previously the amounts in question were relatively small. Since all significant financial transactions could be traced, the fear factor forced people to keep most of the rules most of the time. In short, it was only small-fries and a few serious bad guys that didn’t keep the rules. This is different. “Our current problem is that technology has made it possible for average people to conduct business invisibly. You’ll notice that on page four of your report we talk about Untraceable Commerce. As you know, the Internet is presently flooded with free encryption software that we cannot break. What you don’t know is that someone – and we don’t yet know who – has set up a fully encrypted form of electronic cash. We are not sure how it works, or even what an e-cash file would look like, but we are sure that a lot of commerce is being done outside of the normal channels. Any questions thus far?” Morales spoke up. “Yes sir, do we know what kind of business is being done, or who is doing it?” “No, we don’t; but this is not traditional criminal business – drugs, prostitution, and so on.” “And how do we know that, sir?” “Because of the volume of missing transactions, and because real bad guys prefer traditional financial channels run by people they bribe. There just aren’t that many drug dealers and pimps using the Internet. These are primarily ordinary people. Almost certainly these are small companies and one-man operations: Entrepreneurs, doctors, lawyers, salesmen, and consultants. People who are small enough not to draw a lot of attention, and arrogant enough to spit at the rules. “Let me continue a bit further. This is not a small problem; the amounts of money are fairly significant, and, more importantly, they are growing rapidly. Apparently word is getting around, and people are seeing that this can be done without getting caught. If this continues, tax revenues will be cut dramatically. For this reason, we have not classified this as just a financial crime, but as Treason. We consider this an assault on the sovereign economy of the United States.” “Now, gentlemen, if you will turn to page seven, entitled Actions, we’ll get to the important part of this, and the part that pertains to you. “We have three primary objectives:

1. Track down the computer centers handling this commerce. Shut them down, read their records, and identify the people involved, both operators and customers.
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2. Mole into the system. That is, find people who are involved with this, make friends with them, and get involved as a participant. Then find out who these people are, and bring them down.

3. Prosecute people involved with this scheme. Prosecute them publicly, punish them harshly, and make everyone else too afraid to get involved.

“Nickelson, Morales… you will be responsible for items number one and two. We have other people who’ll take care of number three. We’ll give you whatever support you need, and we are going to have Agent Garosian work along with you. You know the tech stuff, and he knows how to get things done.” Both Nickelson and Morales were relieved that Garosian would be working with them. At this stage of their careers, and while being thrown into a completely new and difficult assignment, they really needed an older, experienced man to lean on. Tim Nickelson spoke up now. “Sir, what about the Memo of January 1995? It shows up on the first page, but nothing more is said about it.” “That was in internal report we put together after the Internet leapt into public use. That was not something we expected, and we were not prepared for it. Once the bomb hit, we had to scramble to figure out how the Internet would be used, and how we could be hurt by it.” “Would it be possible to get a copy of that memo, sir? I’d like to see the analysis.” “No, it would not be possible – that memo has never left the White House. But I can tell you that what we are talking about today was one of the primary issues raised in it. Once commerce can be done privately, we cannot force people to pay taxes. And without taxes, no government in the world can survive. And while I’m thinking of it, remember that at some point agents from the UK and the UN may be working with you. Right now this is a primarily US problem, but it is probably spreading already.” “One more question please, sir?” John Morales asked. “All right.” The NSA man was looking at his watch, evidently in a hurry to leave. “I just want to clarify this for myself. The people involved in this are not specifically hurting anyone, aren’t selling secrets to the Chinese… they’re just not paying taxes.” The NSA man glared at Morales; not in anger, but in disgust that the young man would not know better than to ask such a question. He spoke as one would speak to a misled adolescent, “Yes, son, they are hurting people. Perhaps not with violence, but
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they are depriving the people of their government.” That being said, he gathered his bags and left.

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Phillip Donson, James Faber, and their associate Bill McCoy blew into the resort on a Thursday afternoon. “The three forces of nature have arrived,” was how Tino described it. George, who had been sunning himself by the pool, washed up and made his way out to the main dining area, which was covered with a large thatched roof but otherwise open. “George, I’d like you to meet my good friends James Farber and Bill McCoy. Guys, this is my old friend and brilliant neuroscientist George Dimitrios.” Like most of Phillip’s friends, both Farber and McCoy seemed quite intelligent, and quite unique. George thought that both men looked to be in their mid-forties. McCoy looked as though he could have been either English or all-American, while Farber looked slightly middle-eastern, but not quite. Phillip introduced Farber as a financier. George had seen his photo in the papers once, but beyond that knew little about him. McCoy was introduced simply as “an old pirate.” The three ‘forces of nature’ laughed at that, and Phillip added, “I’ll explain that to you some other time.” George laughed to himself. He thought that McCoy looked like a younger version of Sir George Martin, the music producer. Granted he was more muscular that Sir George, and looked just a bit fierce, but the resemblance was striking. Longish, straight, lightcolored hair, very distinct features, clean-shaven, and a slightly thin face. After a bit of introductory small talk, a pitcher of strawberry Margarita was placed on the main table, and Phillip began to speak. “Now George, I’ve told these guys about your work, and a bit about its utility. Would you please explain a bit more?” “Sure.” Out of habit, George stood up to explain his findings. “We’ve actually known for some time that emotions are not just a mental thing. When you experience almost any strong emotion, special molecules called neuropeptides pour into your bloodstream. These molecules bind with receptors on other cells… and cells can have thousands, or even a million receptors each. In this way, your emotions are transmitted all through your body. This can be either beneficial or detrimental, depending upon the situation you are facing. In general, it seems to have served us well as a basic survival tool, but has been a drag on higher mental functioning. When a great deal of these neuropeptides are repetitively produced, especially those associated with some of the negative emotions – fear, anger, guilt, shock, and deep

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sorrow – they may stay fixed in these receptors. This is good neither for violent self defense, nor for rational analysis. “We studied this for some time, and found types of blockages and/or deposits associated with specific neuropeptide molecules. We can now associate a number of them with certain chronic psychological difficulties. In other words, gentlemen, we have found the molecules that either contribute to or cause various psychiatric ailments. And we have recently been developing other chemicals and treatments that can actually break up these deposits and clear these blocked receptors.” Dr. Dimitrios paused to let this sink in to the men at the table. McCoy muttered, “My God, this is huge!” Phillip and Farber locked eyes momentarily, silently communicating something that only they knew. Phillip looked directly at Dr. Dimitrios again. “George, explain about the subconscious and psychiatry.” George’s face grew darker. “Yes… there is a theory that has been thrown around the neurological and psychiatric community for some years that there is a major connection between the body’s neurochemistry and the subconscious. This theory has never been welcomed by the mainstream and has remained on the fringes. Our experiments, however, gave it legs. We didn’t by any means prove it, but our work did support it to a significant degree. Here’s what happened: “For our experiments, we had to use people with written psychiatric histories. Otherwise, you have only anecdotal data. ‘I felt better’ isn’t useable for science. So, we had some fairly messed-up people in our trials. First of all, we found that we could break up the neuropeptides we were going for, and, usually, clear them from the receptors. They more or less fell out as they broke up. We were also able to verify that there were no health risks associated with this. After all, these are simply chains of amino acids, which your body is full of anyway. “Then, as the therapeutic reports began to come in, it got complicated. The first results were that many of the patients’ acute symptoms, such as anxiety, were reduced. So far, so good. But the reports also showed that many problems the therapists had earlier defined as ‘subconscious’ just faded away. In other words, our treatment seemed to dissolve subconscious structures. This gave great support to the idea that your subconscious mind is substantially composed of old data stored in your body’s neurochemistry, much of it in the form of neuropeptide residues. Now, the truth may not be quite as simple as that, but there does seem to be a strong linkage.” George stopped again, waiting for the others to assimilate what he had just told them. “Well,” said Farber, “it sounds terrific. Why are you here now?” George sat down at the table, across from them. He looked both sad and angry at the same time. “Our papers drew a lot of attention. Probably too much… certain people didn’t like them.”
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“Certain people like whom?” asked Farber. “Like the Psychiatric Association. They never quite called it a fraud, but they ripped our experiments any way they could. And then…” He stopped, now looking very sad. The other men let him take his time, and sat politely, waiting for him to regroup himself. “… And then we had a test subject attempt suicide. But the funny thing is that I never considered it much of a problem until I saw it in all the psychiatric journals! I mean, these were psychiatric patients! This guy in particular had a long history of instability. Hell, two women in one of our placebo groups either threatened or attempted suicide! “But, you see, none of that mattered. They applied the word ‘Discredited’ to everything we had ever done. With all of the experiments we’ve done, I can demonstrate to four decimal places that our treatments are completely harmless. But none of that mattered. Every scientific journal had swallowed the word from the Holy Mount that we were discredited, and they haven’t published anything for almost two years. “You know, I always thought that people who talked about conspiracies were cranks, and now I’m one of them.” Phillip put his arm around his old friend’s shoulders, and George let his head hang in sorrow. Farber spoke up. “The truth is, George, that a lot of those conspiracy people are cranks. But there is an explanation for why this happened to you. Would you like to hear it?” George’s head almost snapped up. Phillip withdrew his arm. “Yes! What is it?” “Well, it is what we call an incentive trap. Large organizations, such as your psychiatric and medical associations, almost always act to sustain themselves. They may react in many ways to many things, but the most essential reactions of any large organization come from an amoral need to sustain itself. Your work provided a threat, and the organizations responded by attacking that threat and sustaining themselves.” “Yes, Mr. Farber, but these are not amoral people who made these decisions. These were doctors who honestly care about saving lives… or at least I’m fairly sure they do.” “Oh, I’m sure most of them do. But that is not the issue. These organizations are very large and multi-layered, correct?” “Yes.” “And what would be your guess as to how many people had to sign-off on the actions taken against you in one of these organizations?”
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he had this to say: ‘If only I had met.” George was nodding in agreement and understanding. then began to analyze the people involved at the organizations. probably seven. That’s just an arbitrary number that I am making up for this illustration… still with me?” “Yes. Not wanting to go overboard. but when you take the actions of seven or eight people. “Let me put this another way: The organization faces an external threat. “Now. It made sense. and assigns only a 1. and holding it close to the center of the table so all could see it as he did. Administrator number three is a hot-head. and decides that some type of response is necessary. George acknowledged the mathematics first.’ 50 .” said Farber. Now.5. on this search. But they were all just weak. Everyone in the organization sees it fairly clearly. and assigns a number 3. “I learned about this years ago. we see that the organization.” “All right. “This is an inherent flaw in large organizations. he passes the matter on to Administrator number two.“Oh. please continue. So.” They all looked at Farber’s addition. and each assigning a number that was placed in a column next to each level. and so on. Let’s assign a numerical value to this threat of 5. there was an author who had gone through their records. similarly not wanting to be excessive. not too long after the Berlin Wall fell. then added up. and add them all together. composed mostly of people who didn’t want to overreact. So. if we add this up. “So. Here’s what happens: “Large systems distribute their actions among many levels. “and predisposes them to errors. and Administrator five is very gentle. who. let’s say that Administrator number one sees this threat. with the total placed at the bottom of the column. responded to a number 5 threat with a number 11 response. and when he was finished. all too human. human. Administrator four assigns a 2. interviewed all sorts of people who were involved. the result can be grossly excessive. having reacted at 2. assigns a number 2 response as well. Yet the sum of their actions was a great evil. A great radio show in Chicago spent an evening on the Stasi… the East German Secret Police. They did a lot of very bad things. a single person who was clearly evil.5. shaped by circumstances. he reacts at what we would call a number 2 level. more than twice the appropriate level.” “All right. He did an excellent job. the action taken by any single individual may not be excessive. self-deceiving. we have a number 5 threat. He envisioned them as each inhabiting a single floor of a multistory building.” James looked around the table to see if he needed to repeat himself. Anyhow. that is where the incentive trap comes into play. maybe eight or nine.” James had been sketching all of this on a piece of paper as he spoke.

let me tell you that this treatment is not as easy as swallowing a pill and being happy in the morning. All from middle or upper-middle class backgrounds and decent homes. Two older couples who lived nearby provided a bit of adult supervision – mostly seeing that their ‘fine young maniacs’ kept themselves properly attired. “doesn’t sound too difficult to me. as if to say.” was all he said. “What else do we need to know?” McCoy said. By a recent informal count. The first clue that would indicate something unusual about the house and its residents was the sign that hung over the inside door to the house – within the screened porch. Almost all of them were either enrolled in.” The men looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. and called home to their parents regularly. “Yes.” Again they looked at each other. avoided serious drug use. old. but it’s not now. There were rooms that belonged to certain people and others that were open to any friends who came. It may be some day. most college towns are half-full of large houses occupied by assorted and colorful young characters. next to whose campus stood their large. Does it?” George was very firm in his response. “that’s enough for me. “Before I get you too excited about this. and that food gone bad was actually removed. and if it significantly improves life on earth. just outside of public view. That which causes benefit is welcomed. A few of the more athletic guys looked after security. McCoy spoke up. though hopefully not of that magnitude.” George looked up at Farber thoughtfully. or associated with Florida State University.” ******* The Free Souls were an assortment of college-aged kids from at least ten US states and three foreign countries. Granted. Our best is a three-day program. especially for people who have been hurt the worst. yes. After waiting a few seconds. and a few of the girls made sure that there was edible food available. involving intravenous delivery.” 51 . “Thank you. one of the boys living in the house determined there to be at least twenty five people who wandered in and out of the house regularly. The treatments we have identified are not instant.” George interjected. it improves life substantially. There are no rules here. “I just want to know if it works. but these colorful characters and their large house were something quite different.“Your medical organizations are susceptible to the same types of errors. It read: “Enter. poorly airconditioned house. That which causes harm is repulsed. it works very well. And. recently graduated from. their lives were anything but traditional.

Such an oddly-appointed house was the appropriate setting for the cast of characters that occupied it. The house was very frequently filled with music. telephones. And the commercial pursuit that had occupied most of them for the past few 52 . present. A complex mural in the main hallway showed a variety of armed government agents. you could see that the individuals in the mural were butchers. The others were learning. all involved in the varied activities of commerce. The ceiling molding circling the living room was emblazoned with the words “Proclaim good news to the poor. with masses of people walking through t e streets of St.” and others were present. even office cubicles. they have rejected me.” Another quotation in the living room read “Know ye not of your own selves what is right?” “Let your light shine before men. Perhaps the most common inscriptions were biblical. legal orders. many with their families at their sides. But on this sign was written “Merchants of the World. they carried only about half of the full-time work load.” “According to your estimation it is done unto you. cables. There were computers everywhere. and spent the rest of their time in commercial pursuits. and set at liberty them that are bruised.” Another large mural looked at first to be the classic painting of the Bolshevik revolution. Almost all of them could play something.Throughout the main rooms of the house were other messages and murals. managers. tailors. florists. With very few exceptions. and frequently written by.” For a college house. This one bore the translation below it. and a side from the inscriptions and necessary household furnishings. or at least sing fairly well. captured with his most mischievous expression. While most of these people were students at FSU. the residents. Petersburg. The final odd thing was that there were a great many musical instruments all through the house. school teachers. and state leaders past. store keepers. h carrying huge signs. It bore the inscription “Our Morality Is Better Than Yours. preach deliverance to the captives. filing cabinets. but usually live music – made by. and domestic. the recovery of sight to the blind. bulletin boards. all hand painted by the present and previous occupants of the house. the primary indications were that this was a place of business. “They have not rejected you Samuel. A painted banner reading “Welcome to Freedonia” crowned a huge portrait of Groucho Marx. and very little stereo equipment. it was quite clean. The Hebrew ‘Shemah’ was beautifully inscribed in gold leaf up and down the doorposts of the main entry way. only a few of them were enrolled full-time. engineers. book shelves. foreign. Unite!” Once you looked closer. old-style traders. reading “Let us have a King like the other nations. shoemakers. and others. heal the brokenhearted. There was another Hebrew inscription at the top of a hallway. businessmen.” and.

James had coffee. allowing James and Frances to get a table in a quiet corner. The game was like most video games. Two years prior. but isn’t that what makes human creativity work? That’s the real source of productivity and wealth. boring or repetitive. How about meeting me at Morgan’s?” “All right. Any chance you could meet me for coffee this afternoon?” “Well. He had so much to lose by getting close to Frances Marsden. In other words. He was pleased. but I’m stuck on the North side all night. a huge. “James. but it’s really a mix of philosophy and psychology. Tango had at this time approximately 150. A type of game usually known as an MMOG – Massively Multiplayer Online Game. but still a bit worried by it. but much. it was never. and I’d like to talk it over with you. and Frances a cappuccino. But there was such risk involved. with endless interactions with other players. They had developed Tango over a period of several years. The game evolved continually. had begun doing some special modifications of the programming for a new investor in the project – a friend of some of the old Free Souls – a man named James Farber. Ellison and Pearson. I’ll see you at six. more than business.” Farber noted well that Frances had now dropped the use of their last names. Exactly the kind of woman he wanted. the risk of it succeeding seemed worse. that could work. with work on the project being traded among various of the Free Soul programmers. I’m having a hard time putting the material from our interviews into a good business article. ******* The crowd at Morgan’s was thin that night. distributed game on the Internet. isn’t it?” 53 . We’ve been talking about some great stuff. ******* “Hello James? This is Frances.years had been Tango. ever. although I do have a break from about six o’clock till eight o’clock. and had a wonderful sense of purpose. The risk of it failing was bad. Listen.” “Wonderful. the best of the Free Soul programmers. much larger. and with everchanging circumstances. attractive. I know the place. She was brilliant.” “Yes. I’d be glad to.000 active players. I’m working on my article.

” “James. I know that sounds crazy. what’s the very best thing you could make of it?” She paused for a moment. You see. “All right. I keep coming back to that. Take the material you have and write something great – the highest and best thing you can make of it.” Farber sat quietly. as strange as it may sound. and thought for a couple of minutes. She halted between wondering where this would lead and paying complete attention to his words. he was obviously telling her something he wouldn’t tell other people. but she had no idea as to what it might be. what are you talking about. and she was sure that she didn’t yet know him well enough to ask about it. “Frances. His mouth opened. ‘you and me’? I don’t understand. Something worried him and threatened to tear him. She was familiar enough with him now that she could tell. James. What is it?” “Oh. and to analyze the whole thing in a sort of economic way. Greatness should come first.” Farber lifted up his head and spoke with a hint of urgency in his voice. and Farber grew sullen and serious. that’s not something I expected. His voice was lowered. “Something’s on your mind James. and I’m probably not explaining it well. let me tell you a story. Maybe soon. “Hang on for a minute. Frances noticed something about him that she didn’t understand – a sort of tortured look passing over his face from time to time. and the other was afraid of the consequences. While I was there. I was thinking about telling you to write the highest and best thing you could. go for it. but if that’s what’s coming out of you. but I am employed to write business articles. I went to visit a friend in Warsaw. I grew up in a Jewish neighborhood. It was a very surreal. what’s the absolute best thing you could make from your material? Forget about what you’re expected to write. but it is really important for people like you and me. Let me think. but every time I go through this stuff. “Frances. I keep wanting to write an article on how women view relationships. not philosophy. spiritual experience.” She was looking for clues in him.” He was speaking slowly now. it is very important for people like you and me to create the highest and best things we are capable of. wondering if Farber would think her silly for what she was about to say. Several years ago. “Well. almost of its own mind. Farber wasn’t really sure he should keep talking.” They engaged in some follow-on talk about editors and articles for a few minutes. thinking intensely. and saying nothing more than.“Certainly it is. Don’t worry about writing a business article right away. we went to see the old Jewish cemetery there. One part of him needed desperately to open his soul to Frances. and 54 .” Farber laughed. Obviously that is good for everyone to do. Afterward write the kind of article that your editor wants. “James.

This culture of people had lived in the area for several hundred years. how they lived. and there was a cold breeze and an overcast sky. yet only a fraction of them were able to create great things. and even paid homage to them. It was almost winter. and which were the nasty ones. and a certain number of every generation were able to rise above the ordinary and become great. I saw that the notables sanctified the others. as a kid. “Listen. almost misty. They were the same names as my relatives and friends. how they played as kids. But the more I looked at the cemetery. mature man. but the informed. I saw back in time. how they worked as young adults. serious again. but it’s partly just dumb luck that we’re the ones in this situation. in detail. “At first. Then I looked at the names on the tombstones. and how they grew old. This huge cemetery full of people – all raised in the same place. powerful sincerity of a full. nurturing mothers. The rest of them held the clan together and continued it.” James’ eyes were the picture of sincerity.” “And how do you get paying homage?” “Because it took the group of ordinaries to produce the notables. in nearly identical circumstances. almost at random. continued. People like you and me who have a shot at greatness. and the thought passed very quickly through her mind that she would postpone her analysis of his motives till later.nearly all of my American relatives are Jewish.” 55 . It moved something within me. I could tell you who were the kind. I lived most of my life with their direct decedents. “You know. “And then we walked through a section of the cemetery set apart for notable persons. The larger group produced them. and which coarser. You and I have the ability to do great things. but that’s all. It had a sort of primal forest look to it. We sanctify the others. and I could tell. and the progression of generation after generation. and be sure to take in all of this conversation. we are the few. Frances. I could almost pick out which of the men had been better athletes. then James.” Frances was now paying complete attention to James’ story. Aside from their clothing and a few customs. Frances. these are exactly the same people I grew up with. which were kinder. the ground was deeply covered with fallen leaves. the idea of these people being removed from the ‘ordinary’ people struck me as arrogant and rude. it’s the same with us. Frances. Not the energetic sincerity of an enthusiastic young man. “I knew these people. The air was hazy. Hundreds of thousands of them buried there. The same exact names! But the names on the tombstones had lived and died a couple of centuries earlier. one of the relatively few mistakes my parents made was to give me the idea that everyone should be equal – that I should not be any better than anyone else… and all the while making sure that I got top grades at school!” They both laughed at the contradiction. I walked slowly and meditatively through the cemetery. how they raised their kids.

Once you start telling them that they can do what you do.’ But I said. and the interesting thing was that every one of them had the same comment. Accepting your ideas would throw too much into turmoil. and they have all sorts of other ideas growing from it – like the interconnected roots of trees in a dense forest. you cause a conflict.” He leaned forward. most people just don’t believe that they are capable of great things.” “Well.’” “And?” “And she laughed! She thought I was just trying to be polite. looking at her. When the other reporters were at the bar knocking back beers. Frances. That’s how I did it. I suppose. So. it’s not really all that hard.” Frances stopped moving. yours have to be judged as false or deceptive. and that’s how you did it too!” “Of course you’re right. ‘I’m not doing anything special.’” “And then?” “Then she looked angry… more like suspicious. Such thoughts have been fixed in their minds as long as they remember. She just walked away. James paused. You have to remember that most people really don’t believe that they can do big things. it just takes a bunch of time and effort. and knowing that she was processing a series of thoughts. you could do it too if you spent the time that I do. disappointed in me. ‘Oh no. I was at my desk working. I can’t do that. and it really bothered me. I thanked her and told her – almost word for word – what the study had the geniuses saying: ‘Oh. strangely enough. 56 . But the ideas people are raised with are so pivotal.” “But James. ‘Oh sure you could. and she told me how much she enjoyed my work. when your ideas come up against that deeply-rooted assumption. I had just seen a new study of geniuses. and how I was a genius. how can you say that? I got to where I am – wherever that is – by working night and day. Working hard is one part of it – an essential part – and it is certainly not accidental. That woman could do it! Why is that so hard for her to accept? Isn’t having ability something to be pleased with? James. can you tell me why?” “Yes. I had an interesting experience with that exact thing a few weeks ago.” “I’m sure she was. So.’ A couple of days later. anyone else could do what I do if they tried. I met a young woman at a book signing. She said.“James. The basic assumption that they can’t has been in their head for decades. they never try. “You know. For one thing. she could do what I do! It’s not all that hard. but that’s not all there is to it. “Tell me about it. Then she spoke. I think I can.

Working hard to make something of yourself is a separate issue. and she’s an emotional mess. Now the truth is that the only meaningful difference between us and many of those people is in our estimations of our selves. and these people not only held false assumptions. “And there is one more thing. there are some of us who somehow escaped deep emotional scars. James. “James. It’s not right. they start to wonder what you’re trying to get out of them. “And you think I am one of those people? That I can do the really important things on earth?” “I’m sure of it Frances.“Usually. It’s terrible. or are lying to ourselves. not enduring doubts about my own ability. If this was really true. sitting silently for several minutes. “Yeah. James moved himself next to her. did you ever really doubt that you were capable of doing great things?” “I did sometimes. “But listen to me Frances: Most people hearing us talk like this would think that we are either inherently superior. as important and necessary as it may be. but that mostly concerned people I needed to work with. She couldn’t work as hard as I do.” Frances lifted up her head to look at James directly. and I got depressed a few times. Well… not exactly. her eyes were watering. I would. they’ve had massively screwed-up childhoods and will never accomplish much. But getting people to believe that – to even consider that – is sometimes impossible. I don’t honestly know what percentage of people that is. it’s horrifying. Usually. but I do know that it is relatively low. He stroked her hair.” At that. then the world was a lot worse off than she thought. but they are damaged. about to overflow. and who also had the right combination of genetics and circumstances that allowed us to do things of note. When I was younger. My friend Maria – she has tremendous talent. “Frances. but her parents were a disaster. she began to weep outright. it’s a crime. but were psychologically unable to change them. no matter how much she wanted to. and holding her gently.” Frances had a look of hopelessness on her face. Wouldn’t you agree?” She paused. There are not many of us that have an operational ability to do great things. I’ve always been told that thinking such things about myself would make me arrogant. but I think I always felt that I had that ability in me.” “My story’s almost exactly the same.” “Good God. There are a lot of people who are deeply talented. I wondered if I would ever actually achieve anything great. I wondered a few times. Am I going to turn into a loudmouth braggart if I believe this?” 57 .” “You’re right Frances. Nonetheless. I know people like that. and pulled her head against his shoulder.

And please. but I didn’t know what to call those people. It had been so many years. Nonetheless. There was something meant by it.“Do you feel arrogant now?” “No. He realized that he had developed an instinctive trust in Frances. aching to tell her more – to bring her fully into his life. can’t.” She now lifted her head. I feel humble… And I feel like I want to work all the harder. “What?” “Oh.” “That’s what I thought. I’m just laughing at myself for making up a truly silly name for what we’ve been calling the ordinary people.’ but since they were Polish Jews. I trust you.” “Silly? I’ve never heard of you being silly. he wasn’t talking about her. I will certainly keep this private. Not for my sake. ‘Joe’ just didn’t seem appropriate.” with specific plans to deal with this situation. James. but for the people who.” “Well.” 58 . He was telling her things that he told no one else. And yes.” No words were spoken as the last few ounces of coffee were consumed and they both wiped tears from their eyes. it’s really almost stupid. James walked along the street with Frances. please do me a favor and let me stop this conversation right here. If I am one of the few who can do this. A thought passed through his mind. and it was such a very big step for him. The word we was spoken with too much conviction. and he laughed just a little bit. and they left the coffee shop. without even thinking about it first. Frances. the urge to talk about his passions with a woman who could understand them was irresistible. through no real fault of their own. Frances looked up. I want to do it right. what about the others? Are they doomed to lives of obscurity?” “Not if we can help it. I was going to call them ‘average Joes.” “All right James. do not repeat any of this. That’s how I felt as I walked through that cemetery. I’ll let it alone for now.’ James? And what in God’s name could you do to change a situation like this one?” Farber spoke slowly and carefully: “Frances. the words had fallen out of his mouth without him thinking about them. But. Then Farber offered to walk Frances to her car. but I do want to pick it up again in the future. James sat motionless.” Frances became still. “Who is ‘we. a specific “we. “All right. I’ve already said more to you than I had planned. But there was so muc h to explain. brightly.” “Thank you.

James had obviously spent a lot of time and energy on analyzing all of this… or someone had. though I suppose that if we spent enough time and effort on it.” They were both very quiet as they rounded the corner and headed up the street to Frances’ car. you and I could figure this stuff out. although he swears that he gets a lot of ideas from other people’s stuff. a bunch of things. Frances was running the whole night’s conversation through her mind. in her lust for knowledge. Good memory by the way!” “And this guy comes up with all these ideas?” “Pretty much. I need to talk to him. and writes fanatically for five or ten minutes.” “Is this the friend you discuss history with as well?” “Yeah. “James. really. He kept his face firm. “All right. he swears that other people could do it.” Somehow. If he really does know all this. That. “Well. But it was mostly a friend of mine. the same one. but he was 59 . Appropriate. It was a very common name on the tombstones I saw. And yes. But I really can’t talk any more about it now.She smiled. He reads all the time. how do you know all of this?” Then she paused for a split-second. and had a very strange sound to my American ear. That was all the answer I wanted. violent. Suffice it to say that he’s done a lot of very interesting things. that is certifiably silly. if I just believed that I could?” Now he laughed.” “You’re right.” “The Shloe-moes?” “Yeah. but he’s pretty private and I don’t know which stories I should tell you and which I shouldn’t. I want to meet this guy. or a piece of paper. But James – and I’m thinking only of what I should do myself – what do I do about the Shlomos?” “You honor the Shlomos of the past. what did you call them?” “The Shlomos. if they had paid the dues he’s paid. Mr.” “James. laughed a little bit. it wasn’t just me.” “That’s fine. it’s the Hebrew name for Solomon. Then he dashes to a computer. and said “Or are you about to tell me that I too could figure it out with ease. She was desperate.” “What kind of dues?” “Well. and sometimes spends time just thinking. and work to redeem the Shlomos of the future. the urgency in Frances ’ voice pushed Farber over the edge. and hands you a piece of paper with ideas on it that had never occurred to you before. and I guess I needed something light after all my heavy thoughts in the cemetery.

planning their strategy for finding the person or persons who were subverting the tax structure of the United States. It was slow. Nickelson and Morales. She got into her car and drove slowly home. and analyzing their plans before the implemented them. and he could go on-line to begin finding the front door of this establishment.” Frances flashed James a bright but brief smile. Then. Nickelson’s job was to get at these people from the other end.” Again the words came out of his mouth involuntarily: “All right. They compared notes regularly. This provided a real identity with a social security number. Morales went about tracking down the points of origination of the criminal Internet traffic. but was close to Nickelson’s age. “James. It was the end of April before his false identity was firmly established. Agent Garosian spent a few hours with them each day. Set it up soon. they were able to find the name of a young man who had died as a child. and we’ll all go out to dinner together. Frances Marsden was the woman he wanted. although they agreed to help each other whenever necessary. 60 . but they followed their orders nonetheless. and walked home through a light fog. as whoever was sending them used strange addresses and covered their tracks very well. Now the only question was how much to tell her. and began creating a false business history with dummy clients and financial transactions. He began to create an identity for himself as a networking consultant who wanted to hide income from the IRS. were back in their office on the 8th of April. Something about their task struck both men as a bit ugly. and set up a new office in the LA business district. teaching them about field work. They took over the corporation’s bank account. her mind filled with important ideas. He and Garosian first bought an existing but unused corporation.convinced. and when.” “Thanks. With a bit of interagency cooperation. laborious work. Farber forsook the rest of his night’s activities. This was no small job. paid the owner a few thousand dollars. wherever it was.” “Fantastic. He made an apologetic phone call. you have to introduce me to this guy. Garosian set Nickelson up with a new identity. okay?” “I will. I’ll call him. They divided their work into two parts. She was still looking at him with urgency. ******* The two young acting Field Agents. They formally moved from the corp’s legal address. A friend at Central Intelligence got the credit reporting agencies to set up a false credit history for the new identity – Patrick Steven Flynn. and took on an administrative assistant.

games. Thank you for the fine job you did for our employees. CE Management. But we do not want you to put yourself in jeopardy. and are doing fine. and any questions you may have. “Damn. Thank you again. and to stop our operations. I have already assured you that we are not involved in any immoral or destructive activities. Please send me yours as well. We have confirmed that they are back home. No BS. as to the FBI’s continuing activities against us: We would like to know what they are doing. As you know. Bari. we will be pleased to pay you for your time spent gathering and transmitting it. and added a short note: A few pieces of info I’d like from you: 1.******* Three days after the European technicians were deported. What the hell is it that they are up to?” Bari sent his key and signature to the newsgroup. and we will look forward to receiving your public key.) I am attaching a PGP Public Key to this message for you to use in all your future correspondences with us. You may get it to us by posting it to a newsgroup entitled alt. Why does the gov. and how. Now. What is it that you do? 2. If doing so will violate your ethics. I will be glad to answer any questions you may have. If you are able to give us any such information. And they pay their bills. Polite. Anthony Bari received another anonymous email: Mr.fz (Please do not allow anyone else to learn of this address. the FBI is seeking to track us down. so we can communicate privately from now on. I like these guys. please feel no pressure from us. We just want to find out anything we can. Please send us a bill at your leisure. consider it treason? 61 . Just post your encrypted question to that newsgroup. and I will respond promptly. Nonetheless.

investors.they don’t want any transactions that they can’t trace. 3. My name is Mike. It’s BS. If we were to find one of them in our market (we haven’t yet). May I call you Anthony? Take care. Our customers can report their income if they want to. We do not tell people that they should do such a thing. 1. How about a name? I am much more comfortable dealing with a person.details of the transactions are known only to the parties involved. We have a number of ‘retired’ doctors offering their services only through our market. financiers. a great many computer professionals. For example. truck drivers. a they call it nd treason. accountants. but all of it private . Bari The response was posted only ten minutes later. or purveyors of violence. but we don’t consider it our business to make them. even a few lawyers and politicians. although Bari did not read it till the next morning: Bari. wants a monopoly on commerce .) The gov. very few of our people want privacy for the primary purpose of beating the IRS. However. We don’t help them. cabbies.We run a private market. Many types of commerce are conducted in our market. most of our physicians have told us that they want to run their business privately because they don’t want the gov’s fingers in everything they do. 2. We have others who want to provide their patients with treatments that are not FDA approved. considers this treason because our system makes it possible for people to avoid reporting income to the IRS. We have doctors. pornographers. 62 . we would kick them out. (Feels nice.3. Our system allows them to do so. The US Gov. Almost all types of commerce are conducted here. We do not knowingly do business with drug dealers. but many of them must. We have several letters of thanks from people who would have died without these special treatments.

” “And what makes you think that these people might be involved?” “The things they say. but they haven’t told you anything about this scheme of theirs. On May 1st. sir. laws.’ and things like that.” This made Morales nervous. and regulations. but he could find no mention of the people he was looking for. Nonetheless. when you or your friend Nickelson find one of these cracks. but they now seemed to move.” “Fine. They talk all the time about ‘untraceable commerce. He attempted to trace emails and decipher codes. let’s begin making sense of this: You can identify likely people. that is correct. but no apparent applications. let me add one small item to your duties Morales. “All right Morales what’ve you got?” “Well.’ ‘cracks in the matrix. They could be in one location one day. These people had the theory of private markets. He had located several computer centers like the one in LA.” “What the hell is a ‘crack in the matrix’?” “The matrix is the government. He looked and sounded like an old cartoon he saw as a kid – the Big Bad Wolf drooling and leering at Little Red Riding Hood. you report it to me. He began by hanging around the more rabid e-commerce and laissez-faire sites on the net. He was working with agent Garosian to search some of these temporary locations. all right?” Morales did not like the way Jones said this. and in another place the next. although I have identified a large number of people who are very likely to be involved.” “Now. no searches had yet been made. that has not yet been regulated and is not under government observation or control. or some action. You’ll have to start finding information that they don’t want to give you. sir. Is that correct?” “Yes.” “Really? Well. boring job. Although he was 63 . he responded correctly: “Yes. Morales.PS: My personal email address is tango1@gamma. Tim Nickelson’s work was also slow – unexpectedly so. but as of May 1st. Morales was visited by Assistant Director Jones again.’ ‘involuntary equals immoral. sir. sir. He visited long with the crypto-anarchists and the cypherpunks. then let’s move on to the next step. A crack in the matrix is some thing.kz ******* Morales had the tough. not much yet. These were certainly the types of people who would be all for untraceable commerce.

pleased to use his position at the FBI for nailing bad guys. the important thing was not the income it generated for him. but that it kept him engaged in his chosen world. but he tried anyway. The back room was set aside for them. Max the owner understood this limitation. And bring your buddy Nickelson with you too. They were techno-agents – computer jockeys in the service of the FBI. He arose. but never quite succeeded. In return. For Max.” ******* Maxie’s Tavern was struggling valiantly to become an upscale establishment. I don’t think it’s a decent thing to do. partly because he didn’t really know what else to do with his unusual computer skills. After work today.” As Morales spoke. You put together a plan for hacking these computers. It was a room in which they could unwind and not be seen by the general public – people who simply do not understand why making jokes about murder victims is necessary to preserve a man’s mental health. you meet me at Maxie’s Tavern. Nickelson had joined the Bureau. usually about half-full. he was uncomfortable digging through the private property of people who were probably innocent. I’ll be in the back room. Sixty-six years old. he got nearly all of their business. and make a list of names. Ask the bartender for me. and had been running the bar full-time since then.” “Yes sir. “Sir. Max took good care of the FBI people. not quite the right location for an upscale establishment. These young men were not agents who dealt with gruesome murder scenes and bereaved relatives. and reading their private stuff. with a private waitress. with a smaller. it was obvious that he was getting ready to leave the office.” “That’s right. and partly because he wanted to be able to say. private room set as ide for “bureau guys. “Morales! I’m going to help you out on this. stealing their files. partly because he seemed suited to i . Maxie Kaminski was a retired FBI agent. When he returned.” Morales. “I am Special Agent t Nickelson of the FBI. he had retired at sixty-two. that would mean hacking into these people’s computers. He had purchased it from another ex-agent. and talked for several minutes.” This room was dark and loud. stepped away. Nickelson and Morales didn’t understand either and had never gone back to Maxie’s after one or two visits. it does. Jones’ cell phone rang. All sorts of business people populated the main room of the Tavern. and partly because he liked the idea of being the 64 . It was located about one block from FBI headquarters in downtown LA. Does something about that bother you Morales?” “Yes sir.

being skilled at computer hacking was considered a bad thing. who had been in the Men’s Room. or call him asshole if you like. was stepping over to Morales and taking a posture that indicated that he wanted to be told what had been going on.. All you have to do is type in the name of the person whose computer you want to hack. Certainly a search warrant made his hacking legal. The 65 . “and me sittin’ fat for the rest of my career. who keeps the world safe. you bet!” “That’s better. You got it?” “Yess… Uh. All having the particulars of the searches left blank. Jonesy. kid!” Max had shown the two young men into the back room. and it was also obvious that he was pleased to have this case. and found Jones. Morales. Feel better now?” Morales watched with amazement as Jones handed him a stack of search warrants. When he committed to join the FBI. yeah.” Morales loved hacking. or call him Jones. but didn’t want to be a “black hat. now you can stay. and overheard the beginnings of their conversation. A lot of times we work later. “Listen up kid! If you start calling people ‘sir’ in here. we came as soon as we were done. All signed by a judge. but no sirs.” The look on Jones’ face said that he had been drinking. Big case?” “Huge M huge. “Max. People used to call hackers “the black hats. Actually we got here early. we’ll throw you out. sir. leaving five more for God knows what. but did it also make it right? And how could Jones get them all signed ahead of time? Was that legal too? Was it right? “Hey Max! I pulled some real weight with this case!” It was now obvious that Jones had knocked down more than one or two drinks. I got that tight-ass Judge Loudon to sign fifteen search warrants in advance. I got you these. Just so you don’t have to strain your ignorant little conscience. they made their way into Maxie’s back room. No names. and blank?” Morales was more confused than he was aroused by this overt flaunting of the laws on the issuance of search warrants. “Where the hell were you guys? I thought you went home. Mostly he seemed to like it because it gave him some extra power to use. “All right.m. “You must have had some real pressure to put on him this time. no dates!” Morales looked at the warrants that Jones had handed him.” “No. motioned to Nickelson and Morales as he spoke. and you are as legal as pie.watchman on the wall. He had never expected anything like this. how can I have these ahead of time. I did you a big favor today.” Nickelson.” “Hey. None of that bullshit here! Call him Hey You. This one will keep my boys busy for a long time…” he ax. “But… Jones. There were only ten.” At about 6:00 p.

I’d like to figure it out.” John Morales said no more. At the same time.” With that. I know what you mean.” “Hell no. but he decided that he would tell him the truth anyway. Tim.” Tim Nickelson shrugged his shoulders. “John. Nickelson went home for the evening. almost unconsciously. good luck. He didn’t want to get too drunk to think well. Morales wanted to stay. see you in the morning. “I’m just trying to understand these guys. I want to sit here for a while and just watch these guys. and that’s not enough for me. You could use them on anyone. But don’t worry about it. slowly. Max watched him as the evening continued.two men talked quietly.” “That’s what I thought. I don’t think you’re supposed to be able to get these.” but said “Max” instead. “that doesn’t make it all right. away from Jones and Max. everyone really. I know that for sure.” “Yeah. im you’re not supposed to be able to do this. I’d just be glad that I was out of the line of fire. and Morales moved over to the end of the bar.” “Damn. and had some food. but I’m not so sure about that Judge. “Well. There’s something about them that I just don’t understand. they moved. “Yeah. He spoke briefly to Nickelson and told the pair that he’d stop in to see them in a few days.” “Well. where he had a better view of the entire establishment.” “Well. These are fill-in-the-blank search orders. It’s not right. who continued to discuss Jones’ career. who ya watchin’?” Morales was taken by surprise. Tim Nickelson suggested that it might be a good time to go home. this is starting to feel kind of ugly. “What do you mean kid?” 66 . “Go on Tim.” “All right. After a short while Jones came by on his way out the door.” He wanted to finish his statement with “sir. That would be enough for me. but I don’t like it anyway. They watc hed the baseball game on the TV and talked about sports. “Whatever. you can’t get in any trouble.” Nickelson laughed. He drank slowly. well. Nickelson was shocked when Morales showed h the search warrants. I’m going to hang around for a while anyway. “So kid. but his thought was.” It seemed a bit unconventional for Morales to admit to Max what he was doing. I’m glad that I won’t get in trouble.” The two young agents moved to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. Jones gave them to you and told you what to do.

” Max paused and looked at Morales carefully. I would like that. let me get you started: You were never a tough-guy.“Well Max. Most of these guys became tough outwardly because of their inner weakness. He had already broken laws. Now.” Morales was stunned by what Max had said. and you’re honest. I’m trying to figure it out. “No. You come see me again. I’ve gone over all of your documents. You pay for drinks. But it’s much harder to teach those guys to feel happy with themselves inside. and McCoy. but there was no question of his sincerity. but if you come back and hang around more often. Sitting back at the big table with Phillip. These guys all seem to be different than me. but it was a scary path to take. I’m a computer jockey. He could recover from those with not too much long-term suffering. but this decision was different. and we’ve come up with a plan. but not many. You’re not weak.” “Well. “Well. “All right Morales.” “Thank you Max. you’re the strong one. He had now been at the resort for nearly two weeks. he had already made his decision to stay with his work. “What’s your name. I’m not the usual agent type.” “Yes. organized manner that was slightly comforting. Now it was time to decide where his life would go from here. right?” Morales nodded. son. it meant that he was an outsider – probably for the rest of his life. you listen to me kid.” George Dimitrios knew that this was a pivotal moment for him. and I’m not sure why or how. and slightly troubling to him. Farber. I’ll educate you. All of the facts he could put down on paper (which he had done several times) 67 . and the relaxing and emotional regrouping he needed had been done. Really. I like that. “There are a few of them that have what you have inside son.” “Good. you’ve got a good mind. he had the next several years of his life laid out in front of him in an intelligent. You think they’re a lot stronger than you.” ******* “All right George. But i side. and I’ll get you some free food. you’re strong. I’ve got business to attend to. I wasn’t.” “And you probably feel like these guys are a lot tougher than you. That’s just a set of skills you can train yourself in. you show up.” Morales said quietly. “I’ll be back tomorrow or the next day. and that you’d never be able to match their courage. were you?” Morales suddenly felt small and weak. Now I’ve only got a few minutes tonight. kid?” “John Morales. I can n teach you to be tough. John.

But when I think about being an outsider. I remembered an old quote that says ‘we are always getting to live. The pair walked slowly. “I know what you’re feeling George. “George.” he said. And after that you get half of the money. and McCoy will see to your security and your supplies. Why don’t you guys go relax for the first time in your lives.” Phillip spoke up. I know that your work is desperately important to you. “James. Phillip. far better deal than most scientists ever see. something inside of me coils up and trembles. and I know your face. you know how much time and effort I’ve spent in philosophy and theology. After the kids and Julia went to 68 . armed with water bottles. I just don’t know.’ I really began to understand it when my kids were still all at home. Something has you uneasy about this. large hats. I have.” “You have?” “Yeah. Farber now took over from Phillip: “George. but never living. “When we begin to make money on this. “Yes.” “Well. “I think it’s more than fair. but a far. The author was talking about actively living.” Phillip paused and nodded that he understood. while I was reading this to my kids. “George. “Anyway. and I know that you want to pursue this. we are always preparing to really live. I do. we’re ready to set you up with a complete lab.’ In other words. and fresh sea air. something about being an outsider scared him. I call it ‘the separation from the tribe.” “Yes. and let us sort this out?” The spring scenery of the island was beautiful – vibrant flowers growing everywhere. we’ll be paid back first for all of our expenses. I hope this sounds like a fair deal to you. I’ve had similar experiences. Bill… I think George and I should take a walk and talk about this.” It was not just an acceptable deal. that he should pursue his work. lush green ground cover. as opposed to simply existing. and ran through a passage that talked about the importance of living. but never actually doing it. But you are my friend. I was reading to them one night. and we share half of the money.” McCoy nodded his consent to the statement. and I do desperately want to pursue my work. What is it?” “I don’t know. though he didn’t know why.led to the same conclusion. I’ve come to believe that this is a really important experience. It’s actually kind of a universal thing. and to fund your work fully. But still. We’ll pay you a salary as well. All of this makes perfect sense when written on paper. George was more than willing to accept it. although few people are in situations to experience it like you are now. and tw o full tubes of sunscreen.

and I shuddered. I’m not sure I do. harmful. I had to struggle with myself.” “And?” “And I felt something snap inside of me. even though my feelings were quite mixed. led to the opposite conclusion. this involved walking the dog. and would lead to my destruction.” By this time. but it got me over the hump. Really. got deeply meditative. and were ready for some rest. and was living according to my own judgment. and that I detested destruction. Ahead of them lay a grassy field and a thick group of trees. In my case. There was a logical.” The two smiled at each other.bed. almost violent with myself. and I got some iso-time to figure it all out. it seemed to me that I was flipping an internal switch. step by step. I had to analyze my own soul. “Do you ever remember me talking about ‘flipping an internal switch’? “No. I was running against a wall. and followed a logical progression. But any objective evaluation of either the facts of my life. Then I felt better. I stopped. I really decided that I would begin living. I sat at my desk and thought about it for quite a while. I had somehow absorbed a fear that living according to my own judgment was dangerous. I evaluated whether feeling afraid of living was sensible. It took a lot of effort. So I went back to basics. step by step. It was hard. But convincing myself that I ought to live without restraint seemed impossible. But I was reckless. I had a really disturbing dream. So. how did you solve it?” “I decided that evidence-based logic was right. I was afraid of living. the pair had been walking for some time. and commanded my subconscious to conform with the truth. but I do remember that I broke with the pack. I used a lot of energy in doing this. After all the time and effort I had put in to find the truth and to develop myself. Phillip laid down on 69 . My dream clearly showed me that I was afraid of this. I made a hard decision that I was henceforth living.” “And that was it? You never had any more problems with it?” “No. not getting ready to live. “Well. but I do remember you talking about making hard decisions. I felt compelled to find some complete solitude.” “So. I can’t say that.” He paused for a moment. and ended up running from the law. or of my inner desires. I don’t remember all of the details. and that my negative feelings were a result of conditioning. I concluded that restraint made sense if living would lead to me hurting others. I was absolutely firm in it. “That night. “I knew that I needed to sort this all out with my subconscious. the dog got a nice long walk. in fear. When I woke up in the morning. mathematic certainty to the conclusion.” Phillip smiled. but after careful analysis I honestly concluded that I was not a destroyer – that I naturally preferred to cause life and blessing.

So. ******* “All right Phillip. He was trying to make every man a founder. Abraham did. just that I would not allow myself to be tied to them. Finally. I think I’m ready now. George did little more than grunt an occasional agreement. George explored the area for a while. Actually.” “Really? Okay. not collectively. the special thing about Jesus and his earliest followers was that he was trying to get all of them to separate themselves. Being tethered is a form of restraint. first of all. Did you ever see the piece I wrote on ‘The Magic of The Founder’?” “No. it takes the life out of respect and cooperation. I already knew from long study that the human mind works its magic individually.” “What kinds of conclusions?” “Well. he re-engaged their former conversation. not just one or two special people. ‘Forsaking all’ is how it comes across in our records. “Okay.” “Oh. Phillip. if you look at the great religious founders – or almost any great originator for that matter – they all had the same thing in common – they separated from the tribe. or separating from the tribe. mumbling to himself. and dozed off. but that’s not a conclusion. Not that I wouldn’t value people. I can tell you that I gave it a lot of thought. They all went out alone – separated themselves from the pack – before they received their understanding and strength. I began to think about the effectiveness of staying tethered. his mind occupied elsewhere. Then I remembered a bunch of examples of people separating from the tribe. we’d better get going back. tipped his hat forward over his eyes. Or at least almost ready. and a hundred others. and what they did.the grass. Moses did. and that I came to some conclusions that I’ve stuck with ever since.” “That’s interesting Phillip. Was there anything else that was significant about this?” “Well. Jesus did. turning it into a duty and a loss. I’ve spent some time ‘talking to myself’ as you call it.” “Well. right. you’ve been asleep for two hours. Phillip made some small conversation over how long he had slept.” Back on the road. I decided that I would never allow myself to be tethered to humanity in general. and which was the best way back to Tino’s. give me just a second.” 70 . I don’t think I have.

71 . they were to set up a new lab. McCoy and Phillip. Farber’s lawyers filed the appropriate papers to make amends with the University. and begin setting up the equipment. to see if they wanted to continue their work.The next morning. George Dimitrios signed his agreements with Farber. Farber flew them all back to New York on his jet. Phillip and Farber went on to Chicago. and McCoy stayed with George in Manhattan. and McCoy began to contact a few of George’s graduate students. get George a new identity. Over the next two weeks.

someone selling a solution inevitably followed. and to a few others. But people who were introduced to Tango2 could also use the pieces as currency. and it formed a completely independent. Now. The foundation of Gamma already existed in their original version. These pieces were used by every player. at one dollar each. in the aftermath of the chaotic development of Tango2. and even questions of libel. It was as if they had created something that took on a life of its own. to buy and sell any commodity or service imaginable. There were endless arguments over the best ways to run things in a cyber-only economy. But the problems were eventually solved by the players themselves. But they were carefully coordinated together. The players began to buy and sell more than game pieces. requesting their reports by midnight Greenwich mean time. but with a twist. contract disagreements. All sorts of services sprung up. he was appointed coordinators of the small group. The owners of most of the MMOG games were opposed to community developments. Once they were entirely operational – and that would certainly be soon – their creation would be the first truly free trade zone in modern human history. even from family and friends. you needed to purchase game pieces. Tango2 was an outgrowth of the popular Tango game. and they did their best to maintain control. 72 . and others which did not. For these reasons. which incorporated everything they had learned. they developed into cyber-communities. Michael. Suzy Q. They called it Gamma. There were problems with nasty game players and in developing ways to prevent them from causing damage. In order to play the game. whether in Tango or Tango2. He had already received most of the reports by noon. called Tango2. some of which endured. This frightened the owners. Tango2 was an experiment in letting the new MMOG communities develop unimpeded. and was busy reading through them and making notes. Gamma. There were problems with financial accountability. the coordinator. Michael was a psychologist. had sent notes out to Ellison. As Tango and similar online games grew. He was not only bright and educated. The actions of the small group were completely secret. Tango2 became the first self-created community in cyberspace.Chapter Two It was now April 30th – one month since the raid on the LA computer facility and the date set for each member of the computer group to report on their progress and to coordinate their activities. but he was also extremely reliable. to grow however they might. they were completing a second version. completely free marketplace. and was no longer controllable. Tango2 functioned simultaneously with the original Tango game. When a problem sprung up. resident only on the Internet.

We both know that it is only a matter of time before some government guys trace something to us. with the exception of the monetary system. I’m so pleased that you’re almost done. Excellent news: The whole system will be completed within one month. which will take until August 1st. and one or two of the programmers as well. Throw your utility infielder at the problem. all of the missing pieces were assigned to particular people.Michael went through a pile of flow charts. Once we’ve got this done. and noting the few remaining gaps. there will be a few other things that will follow. Everything will be in final testing in two weeks.) Once we have all of this going. and had deliverable dates. I’ve got no real problem handling them all (and I am starting to make some money on them). (We knew going in that it would be the most difficult part. but I’m running some of the finances through a well-known company. Chief. but we are reaching substantial completion now. The volume of transactions is growing daily. they must already know the size of the situation if they wanted to charge our guys with treason! I am not ready for them to start asking questions. and operational in a month. Hell. he wrote his report to James Farber. such as a secure title registry and virtual stock exchange. Meet me at Tino’s then? 73 . By midnight. we should all take a few days off and celebrate. How are McCoy and RS doing with the physical facilities? See you soon? Michael Farber replied only half an hour later: Michael. the venture’s primary backer and creditor of last resort. and pretty soon the numbers are going to be noticeable. For the first time.000 people who have used the system. Please make sure that you tell the whole team that P and I think they are absolutely wonderful – which they truly are. We now have over 12. highlighting the pieces that were in place. It was nearly done. We are not ready to be found out – it would be dangerous for us all. One thing concerns me: You’ve got to get the monetary system up and running very soon – August 1st is far too late.

She was the one. but I’ll be off in a couple of minutes. this article made him desperate. and contemplating retirement from the financial world. what exactly are you talking about Frances?” “James! Remember the article that you told me I should write? The best and highest I could?” “Oh. He didn’t want to do only that forever. Get over to my paper’s web site and go to ‘Opinions’. We could. He had been happily looking down on the city lights along Lake Shore Drive before the phone rang. He’d have to get serious with her now.” ******* James Farber read the article. If that meant bearing his soul to her. but it will be in print tomorrow. If some fluke separated the two of them… he didn’t want to think about it. sure! I didn’t know that’s what you meant. and I’m looking at it on the net right now.” Farber sat stiffly at the desk in his living room. I’m on the other line right now. JF PS: The physical facilities are doing pretty well. 74 . however. then so be it. Hopefully guys who can be deported to safety like the others. I’ve not only finished it. And I think you’re going to like this. okay?” “Absolutely. You’ve got it done already? It’s only been a few days. use a few more good technicians. Then he forwarded the article to Phillip and sat some more. Please see if your team knows of any prospects. Four days. then sat for several minutes in silence. It had been so long since he was seriously interested in a woman that he was worried about talking to Frances – afraid that he might say the wrong thing. and he knew now that he couldn’t take a chance on her slipping away. “Uh. Call me back when you’re done. then I’ll get right to it. ******* “James. if it meant taking the risk of telling her about his private business. he had been sure that Frances was the woman he wanted. For a week or more.” “Yeah. It’s amazing how quickly RS’s guys can get these things set up. not later.Best always. we’ll pay them very well.

He needed to win her now. how about Friday night? Let me know right away please. He tried to think clearly about it… that didn’t work very well. You tell us where to show up and we’ll be there. While still talking. simple. me. her. and he noticed that his voice was sounding smooth and melodic. Elegant. it’s me.” “Specific compliments. See ya! “James. and Julia? I don’t ask you for many favors. but he needed to have a plan. How fast can you set up a nice dinner with you. he clicked it open: Jim. James noticed that a new email had just come in from Phillip. specific compliments. You’ll love it. Half of his consciousness broke off for a fraction of a second. that was great. very well put.” “Well…” “Well it’s fantastic! I loved it!” “You did?” Her voice had the sound of a little girl’s. if you don’t grab this girl. hey… I saw her picture on the web page. She answered the phone: “Hi. she’s cute too! I know that Julia and I are both free Friday. you haven’t got a hair on your ass. She wants to meet you (I’ve recounted some of our philosophical conversations to her).” he thought to himself. “Very. Just sent you F’s new article.” The conversation went on for some time. Frances. I think that nothing on earth could stop Julia from meeting a girl you are courting.He sent a quick email to Phillip: P. as if he were trying to caress her with it. He couldn’t wait long. About ten minutes in. J Now he needed to call Frances. are you there?” 75 . “You bet I did. so he decided to wing it. And. Frances. brilliant.” “Oh. not later. “that’s what Maggie always wanted. your explanation of economics pertaining to anything that is exchanged was brilliant.

You bet I’ll go! Where are we going to meet?” “I’m not sure yet. could it?” Frances waited. I’m thinking of Anthony’s.” she said through a mix of urgency and tears. economics. that he wanted her to come so that he could spend time with her. or begin to really weep. but you sound troubled. old friends.” “Well. work projects and Friday’s dinner. “No. no. which was indeed true. but the conversation was so animated that it showed up right away.” The conversation went on. “Mom. hi Mom! What’s new?” “Frances. the two of them discussing restaurants. “But listen. I’ve only set up the time. Both of them had enough experience to understand what they were doing – they were each bringing the other into their lives. as he often did. He had missed only a few of her sentences. James bade her goodnight. I need to talk to you about this article that ran yesterday.Now he realized that Phillip had completely knocked him sideways.” He recovered himself while speaking. not the place. Frances feigned astonishment when she looked at her clock. By the end of the conversation. remember my friend that you wanted to meet?” “Yeah. what is it? That article couldn’t have been that bad. I just set up dinner for Friday night – you don’t have anything planned. sure Mom. no. not much doubt remained in either mind as to where this would lead. did something in it bother you?” Margarite Marsden began to cry. ******* “Frances?” “Oh. Frances. Will you hold on for a minute while I wash my face?” 76 . honey.” “Oh. listening to see whether her mom would calm down. do you need to go?” She sounded sad. until two o’clock in the morning.” “Well. I’m sorry Frances… an email just popped-up on my computer. “Oh. “Oh. and promised to call the next day with firm arrangements for Friday night. and said she really needed to get some sleep. “the article is good. no! I just got distracted for a minute. “Nothing important. do you?” Jim’s voice was now clearly conveying a message that he was interested.

” she thought. and me staying late to talk with her?” “Yeah. what is this about? You can’t just call me up crying.” “Did she say much about that?” “No. “I couldn’t have been more than three years old.“Sure Mom. “Good grief. While she waited. can you come down and spend some time with me? We have a lot to talk about. It’s just that this article of yours… well…” Her voice trailed off. so it must have been in the last few months of her life. “All right darling. but with the unmistakable quality of someone who is gathering strength for an important point. Do you remember me sending you home from the hospital. Frances waited silently. “How. “Frances. she remembered that the weeping made her feel sorry and embarrassed for her mother. are you all right? Is everything all right with Daddy?” “Oh yes.” Actually. that’s what I wanted to know. when my mother was sick. Mom. take your time. But she was sure that she had known – even at that early age. Frances waited her out.” “Mom. when I was a teenager. this is what we talked about. she surprised herself by remembering an incident where her mother’s weeping bothered her. She was sick then.” “Whoa! Really?” “Yes. although when she did cry. I’m in no hurry. more than scared. everything is fine and normal. it frequently developed into profuse weeping. really.” she wondered. Frances remembered being scared by it as a child.” 77 . it was just a few things. Listen to me Frances.” Frances was surprised by her mother’s emotions. never… although I do remember her saying a few things to me about the traditional roles of men and women being out of whack… or things like that. I do. did you ever talk to my mother about these things?” “About the things in the article?” She was a bit incredulous. “could I have known at the age of three that my mom… had been damaged… and that I had not?” She had no idea. “Frances. Frances.” “Well.” “No Mom. “Yes. I’m back.” “Okay. and not tell me what it is!” Margarite paused for a long time. she and I talked a lot about this.” “Mom. Margarite cried fairly seldom. about the things in your article.

and an article to complete right after that. Phillip and Julia arrived fifteen minutes early and waited at the bar. It was set on the edge of the old Taylor Street neighborhood. Farber had offered to pick Frances up at her apartment. they had all but said out loud that they were very serious about each other. superb. you could see intelligence. As they made arrangements over the phone. Frances agreed. The food was excellent. some enjoyed being around him for that reason alone. Phillip stood about six feet tall.” ******* Anthony’s restaurant was one of the best and most authentic Italian restaurants in Chicago. off the usual tourist trails. but he was actually in his fifties. although not strikingly handsome. but quietly enough to maintain privacy.“Wow. How about if I fly down Monday afternoon. His general muscle tension and bearing made him look as though he was in his mid-or late-forties. but no one except Julia knew the whole man. His faced looked pan-European. Phillip was nice-looking. All right Mom. and others were troubled and repelled by it.” “Oh God. brown hair. To the people who had passed by and seen Phillip that day. I guess we do. with a moderately athletic build. and brown eyes. Phillip was by all accounts unique. I have a dinner tomorrow night. wearing an English sports coat and an exquisite Italian overcoat that Julia had helped him pick-out that afternoon. Both were eager to meet the first woman James had been serious about since Maggie died. “my old bed?” “All right Mom. they were both aware that this was really a double date. Frances wondered if she’d like this mysterious friend of James’. Even Farber was missing one or two pieces of the puzzle. albeit a rather complex one. 78 . When you met him. and kindness in his eyes. the thing the stood out was that this man was satisfied with himself. and the service.” “That will be fine darling. She really wasn’t worried about James. Some people knew one aspect of Phillip Donson’s life and some knew others. he seemed quite normal. But if they had followed him. sincerity. Phillip was always smiling at people who looked productive. He was usually well-dressed.” she thought.m. There were more local patrons than outsiders. I’ll see you then. This had a strange effect upon people. such as he was this evening. which was now ten years ago. Dinner was to be at 8:00 p. I’ll put clean sheets on your old bed. They leaned forward and spoke to each other excitedly. and if she would like this guy’s wife. as if he could conceivably be from almost anywhere above the Mediterranean. If you looked for it. some of his differences would have been difficult to miss.

Both sides boycotted the wedding. smiling broadly.” Frances felt much better after Julia’s greeting. and seemed to put people at ease with her presence. one drop at a time. She had a very open look to her face. They had met in the middle of Phillip’s second (or was it third?) ‘life.” “Yes… and you must be Phillip. She was perhaps six or eight inches shorter than Phillip.” was the way he once explained it to Julia. he offered directions to people who seemed lost.” Julia leaned in front of Phillip. I’m very pleased to meet you. although for most of her life she had worn it quite long. “Manners. only Phillip’s mother showed up. and lived in the belief that great things of one sort or another were just around the next corner. She wore her medium-brown hair in a mid-length style.” Frances watched carefully as James greeted the Donsons. and very nicely dressed. adventurous.” Phillip was standing up.’ They were both very young. I’m pleased to meet you. his eyes expressing his appreciation of their labors. He enjoyed making their paths slightly easier. most of these people understood Phillip’s intent. Both were dressed in business clothes. this is Julia. Phillip did these things only because he wanted to help these people birth benefit into the world. to the anger and dismay of both families. a warmth that was real. He held doors open for elderly people. and extending his hand to Frances. “Well. “You must be Frances. although she tried not to show it. Even though these moments consisted of little more than a glance. and for people who seemed in a productive hurry. Julia was of only a few lives. I’ve heard nice things about you. although she 79 . James and Frances showed up just at eight o’clock. I’m glad you guys were able to pull yourselves away from your desks. nudging him to the side.sharing a conspiratorial moment with them. and married only a month after that. hyper -serious. people carrying loads.” “Very nice to meet you. While Phillip was a man of many lives. Frances. The isolation was more difficult on Julia than it was on Phillip. If she did really connect with James (which now seemed destined. That was a good sign. as both Phillip and Julia guessed. “Lubricating progress. She laughed frequently and heartily. they had both come directly from their offices. “Thank you. Julia had a dignity and confidence that is common only in women somewhat older than she appeared to be. Most people doing such things are acting on some sense of obligation or duty. Frances. At most opportunities. that she thought well of her. were engaged a month later. ‘Nice things about you’ would have to mean that Julia was minded to be friendly. She had been fairly nervous walking in the door. Phillip?” “Of course. They instantly became inseparable. and. It was obvious that these three had deep respect for each other.

I’m very happy with what I did. It was a very busy week for me.” Phillip paused. which he had put back on the table while talking.wasn’t quite ready to think about that). I have a proposal. let’s close out our weeks. “Frances?” Yes. but tell me something more about yourself… have you always lived in Chicago?” Frances spoke for a few minutes about her childhood in Delaware. She asked Julia where she got her lovely dress. these people would be part of their lives.” Strangely. yeah. “All right. Frances was interested to watch as the two men divide the tasks between them without ever speaking a word. “Jim also told us the story about your grandmother.” Frances included. “All right then. that seemed very nice. I know that you write terrific articles and that you have really good taste in clothing.” He now raised his glass again. I’m done with work for now. I am too. “And yes. and her journey through college and business school. saw the group together. and I’m happy with it. appreciative sips of wine. “Well. as if for a toast. “Julia?” Yes. a bit larger than the usual table for four. here’s to an evening of enjoying ourselves. Jim. James ordered a few appetizers. are you happy with what you did at work this week? Can you leave it off with a feeling of satisfaction?” “Yes. Julia started the conversation. Phillip. I got a lot done. and introduced them to their waiter. brothers and friends. of slowing down and contentedly enjoying the good and important things of life. After two slow. who had the beginnings of that same little boy look. her parents. while Phillip looked at the wine menu. again. The table was square.” 80 . all of them said “Amen. but it seemed perfectly appropriate. Frances. with a rich green tablecloth. A strange thing to say in response to a toast. as if to say. “So. First. and Phillip raised his.” “He did?” She looked at James. They played off of each other in complete comfort. Anthony. Phillip and James discussed the wine for just a moment. Pleasant small talk continued for a few moments. “He talks about you.” Phillip smiled. At first glance at least. You are important to him. until the wine came. and Julia admired Frances’ shoes. Frances.” Julia looked at Frances with a very slight smirk. and joked about old times as he sat them at a nice table. an old friend of both James and Phillip. “All right team. The others raised theirs as well. Glasses were filled. and ordered. I thought it was a fascinating story.

How many lives would you say you’ve had Phillip? Three? Four?” Phillip shrugged.” “Well. You know. I never would have guessed. It was about women and relationships. while enjoying the food – about her early life as the daughter of a doctor and a musician in New York. thank you… Well. and they decided that they had better listen to the waiter tell about the specials. “Well.” She flashed a look to James and Phillip that was both exasperated and warm at the same time. “Well. The appetizers were now being set down. Good. I’m not really sure. We actually met at the house of mutual friends while we were in college…” She trailed off. He was like a young boy. suffice it to say that it’ll take a while for you to get the whole picture. I’ll be glad to let you know. and was pouring more for them all.” As dinner was served. almost childlike in Phillip’s voice. let start this way Frances: Phillip is from Brooklyn. I’d love to know what your mom and grandma thought on the subject. Julia began to explain – slowly.” Phillip fin ished his wine. my Mom told me more about my grandmother just a couple of days ago. he’s not.” Frances’ mind shifted again for just a split-second. I guess it really is.” Julia jumped in again. overflowingly eager to hear about some really cool new thing.” Frances smiled. but let me assure you. “Oh. I’m not sure what to expect. If it’s not private stuff. “Yeah.” He also had a look of trepidation. nice article! You know.” There was something fresh.” Frances said as the waiter walked away. as if to say “Gee. Anyway. “I kind of gathered that from talking to James. “What about you guys? Where are you from and how did you meet?” Julia looked at Phillip with a look that she couldn’t quite place.” They all listened a bit more intently now. but she ended up telling me that my article was a subject that she and Grandma had discussed at length before Grandma died. my mom was crying when she called. my mom read an article I wrote the other day. and I’m originally from Manhattan. “Now that should be interesting. “This man may look fairly normal to you Frances.“Well. but your explanations were a lot easier to understand. “From there it gets kind of involved. At first I thought that something must be wrong. seeming to be gathering her thoughts for what was to come next. “Take a while… that means that she expects me to be a permanent part of this group. I’m flying down to see her next week. these guys have harangued me forever about business and economics. and 81 . and to order their dinners. “All right. Frances.” “Sure.

where he’d be doing some new research. and George took a week setting up the lab. Emilio was intelligent. ******* After checking with some friends in law enforcement. calling himself Herman Warren. Talk radio and music alternating during the day. A Jewish kid in Brooklyn. telling them about his vacation (he said he had been in Cancun). All of the materials from the Breakers lab were delivered a few days afterward. They had also set up a second identity for George – Nicholas Kostanous. reliable. Phillip. ******* “All right Phillip. some details for the young lady?” 82 . and running all the business through a British corporation he had apparently set up several years prior. and his very own lab to build from scratch. but he was pleased to be earning a good income from relatively easy work. so what was life number one?” Frances was both joking and demanding at the same time. Warren Chemicals went into business. Since George spoke reasonably good Spanish. They were happy days. one of which was routed in such a complex way as to be untraceable. fell in love with each other and each other’s ideas. This made George much more comfortable living in Manhattan. He didn’t really know what they were doing. Thus. where McCoy had an apartment. Emilio was in his fifties. McCoy found that no charges of any kind had been filed against George Dimitrios. But he decided not to use it right away. The time was well spent. and married – all in the space of a few months. and about his personal lab in Brooklyn (not Queens). just across the river from Manhattan. which made him perfect for the job. They found a suitable building for their lab in Queens. McCoy handled all the paperwork. he flew briefly to Miami for a surprise visit to his parents. to save it until there was a need. he hired a newly-arrived Nicaraguan immigrant. and leased it for two years. and in no mind to do the manual labor that seemed the only other choice for a newly arrived immigrant who spoke almost no English. “Easy. George spent several hours calling family members. The next week. and had no background in chemistry.about how she and Phillip met. “C’mon. McCoy set up several phone lines. they were enjoying their retirement. and used him as an all-purpose assistant.” “Julia looked at him.

” “Whoa… I hadn’t thought about that in forever. but I do remember feeling that way…” Frances’ consciousness had gone back to her own ‘childhood terrors’ as Phillip spoke. faster. and wondering if anyone will ever value them. It shows up in fairy tales where there is one girl who is ‘fairest in the land.’ or a young man who is the ‘handsome Prince. the usual fears that kids have… knowing that they are small and unable to meet the threats that a confusing world throws at them… not having any idea when the threats will show up. but Frances began just a split second before she did. And there are many people who are not only richer or smarter or sexier than him. at age four? And what kind of mental damage would that do? What most kids do is to turn off their consciousness at those moments. who is taller. “Well. He or she now believes that greatness belongs to the hero. noted that Frances acted the same way she did when she requested this dinner: If she thought something important was nearby. only reminded me of it.” “And what do you mean by that?” “The childhood terrors? Well. You didn’t make the problem. not thinking that it creates in their kids a terrible conflict. and squeezed Frances’ hand. What about this? Explain to me what you mean by fairy tale expectations. People read fairy tales to their kids all the time. she was furious in her attempts to get it. or how… knowing that they don’t match up to fairy tale expectations. and lock it out. and she was suddenly feeling bad.“All right… Actually a fairly nice childhood… stable family. “This puts the child into an impossible situation. “There’s this picture of the world that is fed to kids. That’s all right. “No. lost in the contemplation of ideas. Phillip. “Oh. We end up feeling so grossly inadequate that we try simply to close our minds to it.” Farber. stronger and richer than everyone else. I reminded you of something unpleasant. that’s actually a fairly big deal.’ She the absolute best. Only the most beautiful and the very special people matter – all others are unworthy of mention. he the absolute best. as strange as it may sound. was a pace behind. These are set up as ideals. But I had the usual child terrors also. who had decided to simply observe this conversation. reached over. How can this poor child protect his or her own mind from this? Can they really consign themselves to being nobodies. and young children believe them. Better this than to face the life of the unnamed peasant.” Julia got ready to speak. friends with stable families… a culture that valued learning and innovation. But the child is small and weak. 83 . The same thing happens in schools with things like the Homecoming Queen or the Captain of the football team. I’m sorry Frances. that expected all of us kids to turn out very well. Julia noticed immediately. good parents. but richer and smarter and sexier than his parents. the children of nobodies.

Now. once they decided on who to hack. most of us eventually build up enough self-esteem to move forward slowly.” “Frances. I’ll get ‘em tomorrow. Eventually.” He had forgotten once the conversation got going. Others create a selfdelusion in order to save their hopes of greatness. “James. Nickelson wandered over several times during the day. ******* With the small stack of signed Search Warrants in his right-hand drawer. I think I blew it.” “Maybe so. The acceptance of inferiority obviously creates a negative mind-set. the individual is forced by circumstances to either risk really trying or become a confirmed non-participant. is to show that for sure you’re not the handsome Prince – that you’re a peasant. her words were “Don’t be so damned intense. where he had promised to keep things light and pleasant.” They both smiled. I’m sorry.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Well. and found everything he could on these guys. I have to go to the ladies room.” Julia gave Phillip a stern look as she left the table. Actually. and they discussed what would come next. He ended up with nine really good prospects and four likelies. “John. but help me keep it light from now on. find me two really good ones. Both of these things cause problems. But if you don’t try. and go about simply to get what they can out of life.” 84 . Morales started going through his list of likely conspirators. I’ve been analyzing these people for so long that I think I’m going nuts. but it’s a damn painful process. Would you like to accompany me?” “Sure. This took the better part of the day. she would have kept asking. all right?” “Count on it.“Some people end up accepting inferiority. and then to fail. Have you ever noticed kids who would rather fail by not trying. there’s a reason: To really try. And self-delusion creates a precedent for further delusions in the future. but Phillip’s smile was pained. Then. you can still keep open a possibility of someday achieving greatness. Phillip. knowing that they can never reach the heights. Then Phillip remembered a conversation they had earlier in the day. but they are the best that children can do. he went through all of the agency records. than to risk really trying?” “Yeah… I have. Give me a project I can do something with. I promised Julia that I’d keep the evening light.

and he doesn’t see anything else. I want to do something fun. looked up at Frances. he gets so into the subjects that you want to follow.m. “she’s not trying to get anything from me. he really does know what he’s talking about. Phillip gets off on his ideas. In most ways he is the best man I’ve ever met. and 85 .” “Yeah. I’ll have them for you tomorrow morning at the latest. now wiping her face. and running water to wash her face. But don’t try to take in too much at once..” At 6:00 p. “I’m sorry Frances. addresses. I’ve been with him in almost every situation imaginable. it can be very hard to live with. “It’s not so hard for you.” “Yes. she just wants to like me. he does. closed-up shop for the night.” “Frances. He is good. But I had to be there night and day. and other people he talks to. I’ve known this man for a long time.” “God. James. And believe me. through all of the experiments. ******* Julia was crying.” Julia. I didn’t want to get mired down in heavy issues.” “What do you mean Julia?” “It’s very hard to assimilate too much of it at once. But I think I should try to find local people. “This woman is really my friend. the searchings. but I’m worn-out with the neverending intensity. This guy is full of great things.” Julia’s face now showed sadness and weariness.” She felt good. Morales handed three sets of names. He makes you want to know. It’s my fault. Then he arranged to take the next day off. I know. We’re probably going to have to raid these people like we did that first facility. it’s not especially good for you. Believe me. I guess I just wanted to know what he had to say. I’m so sorry. I’d love that.” “And he can’t or won’t?” “I learned a long time ago that Phillip is a very unusual man. and walked over to Maxie’s. “Oh Julia. I wanted to make this a fun evening. and IP addresses to Timothy Nickelson – all in the greater LA area. rather than trade messages that lead me nowhere all day.” Frances thought to herself. And I should know. You get to hear all the discoveries and conclusions. I just want to stay away from it most of the time. but he got that way in spite of the rest of the world.“All right.

When the two ladies made their way back to the table. Julia. that we said we’d have fun tonight?” They nodded. Now she was crying also. Now. or to find some forgotten fact. Thatched roofs and the whole thing. smiling and poking fun at James and Phillip. “Hey guys. but it has a six or seven little cottages. not really. “Right. “Oh Frances. Frances wasn’t sure she had ever seen this before. and Julia sat down. very hard… just too much for me to take. Will you help me keep it that way?” “You can count on it. are we?” The men said nothing. and look down at a crystal clear ocean. She was getting a deep look into Julia’s life and mind. they have some really interesting friends. and hugged her. but not too busy. anyway. maybe between her mother and her grandmother. Julia paused. He rents them out to people he likes.the struggles. washed her face again. and not little girl honesty. “Well.” “This is some kind of resort?” “No.” 86 . One of these guys’ friends owns the place. this place really is wonderful. and motioned to the waitress for a new bottle. this was mature honesty between women of understanding.” he was obviously referring to Phillip and to Julia. happy sincerity. standing above Phillip and James. “we should tell Frances about Tino’s!” “You mean your private boy’s club?” Julia was becoming happier now. walk out on your porch. to find some hidden thing. and stunningly beautiful. He stays busy enough to keep several good employees. gentlemen. back to the festivities?” “Yes. and continued speaking with a light. And believe me. and put on a bit of makeup. and you don’t like it?” James was pouring wine for everyone at the table. Always so intense. and a few native fishermen off in the distance. It’s his private place.” Never before had Frances felt in herself the protective. This was the first time in her life that Frances had ever felt like another woman was truly a sister. Julia separated. James decided to jump in and guide the evening a bit. fighting a pitched. life or death battle against evil. “All right. “Oh. “You remember. It’s right on the ocean in the Bahamas. he promised me that tonight wouldn’t be intense.” Julia was crying again. After a few moments. ma’am” came equally from the lips of both James and Phillip. mothering nature that she did just then. You wake up in the morning. Who wouldn’t?” She turned directly to Frances. of course I love it. They were being completely honest with each other. Always fighting violently to break through some barricade. The place is a close to heaven on earth as anything I’ve ever seen. Frances stopped what she was doing. “So. we’re not going to have fun if we’re digging into the depths of the collective human psyche. It was very.

I’m with you so far. “He was frequently in Europe to check out new wines. we go down maybe five or six times per year. incredulous. then ship it to Asia. We are specifically opposed to any form of domination. we plan.” 87 . Julia laughed. you’ll absolutely love this place. “That’s not true! You know…” Then he realized that Julia was just playing with him. “So. It was perfect for him. the friend is an old wine dealer from New York. making the boys tell their club secrets.” “Yeah. And he’s not crazy!” He shot a look to Julia. and eventually found the place in the Bahamas. and have a great retirement business. enjoying the game.” Julia gave him another of her surprisingly good “don’t BS me” looks. and plot world domination. like almost all of the time. half smiled.” Julia jumped in.Frances turned to James now. He could buy the place. he stashed the money in Europe. start fessing up. and they got a side-business going. and Phillip half scowled. “All right. Anyway. Frances. “Anyway.” James was laughing and slapping Phillip on the back. Right Jim?” “Not really. so then how did a wine dealer end up with a resort in the Bahamas?” “Well…” she could see James bracing himself for what he was to say next. and never have to bring the money back into the US. we coordinate. and he eventually got together with a dealer from Taiwan. He made a bunch of money doing this. they would buy wine there. Keep going. which meant that he couldn’t bring the money back to the US. who’s the crazy friend? And how often do you go play in the clubhouse?” “Well. and they meet their other friends there. jet?” “You have a jet?” Frances turned to James. Frances doesn’t think you’re a closet dictator.” Frances and Julia were having fun.” “All right. while the busboy was removing the dinner plates. only some of the time. traveled around a lot. “And tell the lady. pal. “Yeah.” That statement pushed Phillip over the edge. So. “Well.” “Relax Phillip. how often do you boys fly down to the clubhouse in your cool. “We talk. “Not exactly… I lease jets sometimes. which is exactly what Julia intended. cool. but never bothered reporting it to the IRS. James. but we don’t want to dominate anyone.

knowing laugh of someone who has seen the true state of men. He kept looking for whatever it was Maxie was referring to. They just have unusual jobs. kid. They don’t know 88 . “Nice to see you. hoping that the words would sink into Morales’ mind. you’ll find out a lot more here than you will in the office. and they don’t get up to get them. Or maybe not. or that politicians are special. and doesn’t want to crush a young man who isn’t quite ready to know just how sick most men’s souls are.” Max laughed the sad. Does that mean that you’re going to start spending more money with me?” Morales smiled. After a few minutes. I think so.” He paused. I wasn’t too sure you’d be back. I’ll get you some food. Never forget that kid. John.” They both laughed. None of the people you think are special really are.” “Yeah. I’m realizing that there is a lot of information being passed around in here… that if you really want to know what’s going on in the FBI. there are plenty of people who say things and never do them.” As usual. Morales watched the crowd and ordered a drink. the crowd in the back room was made up entirely of bureau people. but maybe someday in the future they would take root. “Sit down here at the bar kid. and mixed vegetables. “Well kid. He knew that he wouldn’t understand right away. They’re not! They’re chumps like everyone else. “You’re trying too hard. I’ve known ‘em all. Max. first of all.******* Max Kaminski looked surprised but pleased when John Morales walked back into the bar. kid. “All right John.” “That’s right! These guys are regular chumps just like everybody else.” “Well… I don’t see any difference. only with different things to do. but what else do you see here? How are these people different from other people? Aside from the things they’re discussing. I don’t want to have booze every day. But you had better be willing to serve me some non-alcoholic drinks. I could really use your help.” Morales paused and looked at the crowd for a long time. son. but he really didn’t see anything. and the kid would put some pieces together. “Yeah. Max showed up with a plate of food – meatloaf. you’ve got it. most of whom stopped in nightly for a drink and a bit of conversation before they headed home.” “But I told you I’d be back. or that athletes are special. and plenty of people who need things. what do you see in these guys?” “Well. well that’s for sure. Maybe you think that movie stars are somehow special. potatoes. “All right kid.

I understand what y mean about Jonesy. and waited a while before they ordered desserts. I don’t like what he’s doing. “Actually. Is he believable?” The words nearly burst out of him: “All right. Money eliminates a bunch of survival problems. ******* The foursome at Anthony’s finished their dinner. Come back tomorrow after eight o’clock. when it gets slow. you remind me a lot of Jonesy when he was young. I don’t think it’s right!” Max became very serious and quiet. John. thank you. He thought to himself how lucky he was to have someone like Max to talk to. “All right John. We’ll talk then. and Julia and Phillip had a great number of stories about their 89 . Anyway. All right?” “All right. Max paused for a moment. he’s been too ou focused on his position for a long time.any secrets. I’ll tell you.” Max stopped. so that he expected everything to be bad or corrupt. and of humorous events. “And don’t think rich people are much different either. Not that he was sure that Max was really correct in everything he said.” Then Max turned and walked back into the kitchen. Thanks.” Instead of walking away. John. you’ve got something important to talk about. but it does nothing to fix the problems in their heads – not a damn thing. what’s on your mind in particular?” “Well…” “Don’t be bashful kid.” Still he hesitated. You know. “You’re a good man. and they sure as hell aren’t any less screwed-up. and looked sad. Morales was fairly sure that Max’s long years as an agent had jaded him. and had ideas that would take him many years to stumble across. I’m too busy tonight to really get into this. and Morales waited to see what he would say. but not sure why he was afraid. Frances and James had more business stories to tell. I’m worried about Jones. afraid to say what he wanted to.” Morales sat quietly while Max walked back into the kitchen to take care of something. But he also knew that Max had lived through a lot of things. I’ve known him since he was as young as you. “All right Morales. Max says he’ll tell me. Max came back behind the bar. After about five minutes.” Max laughed quietly at his own thoughts. if you bring up something you shouldn’t. Actually. busying themselves with tales of travels. of adventures.” “You’re welcome.” “All right Max. All of them had stories to tell. they’re not happier than anyone else. He reasoned. “If I say something wrong.

trying to put together his lists. reasoning that if Julia understood when Frances explained. the place exploded into an orgy of wealth creation. you do it well. McCoy was to arrive in a few hours. guaranteed low. supplies. Perhaps he would ask him later. while at the same time submitting proposals to every conceivable organization outside of the United States. At first Frances was concerned about the kid stories. but immediately the image of McCoy flashed into his consciousness. “I like it when you tell the financial stories. ******* “Emilio. but what else? Actually. isolated place. Frances.” James was slightly insulted. “The next person I hire will have to be multilingual. Then he shook it off. but how Hong Kong was the great free-market story of the 20th Century. George wasn’t entirely sure what it was that McCoy really did. “Production and protocols. he liked it on when he was doing light work. though not as quickly as he had first imagined. McCoy wants my requirements for producing this stuff. explaining why it would be much better to have all Spanish-speaking people working for them. although it was reasonably good. Phillip also had tried to explain some of these things to Julia. thoughtful way. He obviously must have had a military background. since everyone at the table but her knew these children. He waived Emilio off. fell flat in regard to technical terminology. Setting up the lab was certainly progressing.children. comprehensible taxes and almost no restrictions. but it got 90 . He wondered how a man like McCoy came to be. It was a small. having tried unsuccessfully for years to explain economic theory to Julia.” The plan was to produce enough of the chemicals to run several studies. and for teaching people how to administer it. and equipment he would need. Julia smiled in a deep. Maybe it was a girl thing anyway. He leaned across his desk to turn off his radio. but once productive people heard about the rule of common law. but he eventually stopped when he understood that Julia was simply overwhelmed with his endless ideas. explaining not only her adventures along the way. donde esta la…” George’s Spanish.” George thought to himself. motioning that he should just return to what he had been doing. George was mumbling to himself. so be it. Frances was just finishing up a story about a trip she took to Hong Kong. but everyone took such pains to make her understand that it was actually a great pleasure to get to know these children and their stories. and they would be discussing what chemicals.

” “All right. Beside. and began to scribble on some paper. They closed the office door.” McCoy was typing notes into the laptop computer he brought with him. and he didn’t want any such thing to happen in this lab. Emilio seems like a pretty good guy. It’s necessary for everything we’ll do.” “Yeah. I brought you and Emilio some food. sat down at the desk. This stuff is easy. You?” “Terrific. George had once known a researcher who died on the job. I’ve just produced my first batch of UBV-1. Now.” “And you’ll have quality assurance measures?” “Certainly. No problem at all.” “All right. and you should too.” 91 . The electricians had already added the several large circuits and the lighting that was needed. and McCoy told Emilio that he accidentally purchased too much. as he entered the front door. and they’ll be glad to protect you if they like you. how long will it take you to get that process going on its own?” “If I can get Esteban’s cousin in here. I thought about that too. The Hispanics here aren’t mindlessly devoted to the government. “I’d say at least enough for forty treatments. how are we doing?” “Well. and unwrapped their sandwiches. how many treatments worth can you turn out in a week?” George took a bite of his sandwich. I’ll have it going in a couple of weeks. “You’re taking good care of Emilio on purpose?” “Yes. and the plumbers had finished with the drain pipe and holding basin. “Pretty well. Like to talk over lunch?” Actually. that’s the basic substance we use to deliver the breaker drugs. The heating system seemed sufficient. Bill. and had already put all of the cabinets in place. “Great. Emilio was assembling the last of four lab tables. He and George took their food into the private office.in his way when he needed to think deeply. And I could double that if I hire another good guy. but when working with chemicals. and the existing ceiling fans seemed more than enough to make the lab comfortable in the summer. and that he should take the rest home with him. So. There would be some safety equipment that they needed. Not that the processes were especially dangerous. McCoy had brought in a lot more food than was necessary for the three men. it pays to be overly careful. “George! How are you?” It was McCoy’s voice.

they do. George could move on to producing some of the specific breaker compounds. and I’ll get someone else to manage production. But listen. That’s a good one!” The two hugged each other. we’ll build you a research lab. That done. except for the clean-up crews and various deliveries. and Maxie’s was empty. Michael and his associates. They’re interested. “Max. ******* After several days of thinking about the computer shack raids. but he was not. and walked into the back room. you old crook.” “What? How?” “I contacted them privately. and paid in advance. I’m handling a really interesting case. and I want to get as much information on it as I can. and get him started producing the UBV-1 delivery substrate. and made them some nice offers.” “Oh my God… Do they understand that they could become scientific outcasts because of this?” “Yes. they decided that George would hire Emilio’s cousin (a college-educated man. “George. and see if you can bring them onboard. you don’t come here unless something’s up. newly arrived with a young family). Listen. I don’t want to get your hopes up too much. I’ve set up anonymous email accounts for all of you.” Over the rest of the lunch.” “Brilliant.” Dr. I think you should talk to them yourself. what the hell’s going on?” “Oh yeah! A lawyer calling me a crook. and I don’t want to ask you to do anything 92 . what’s on your mind Anthony. That also was fairly straightforward. It was lunch time. Production was elementary by comparison. “So. Five years if it’s refrigerated. you’re my friend. Talk to them. The first thing he did was to pay a visit to his old friend Maxie Kaminski.“Excellent. Something about the long-term aspects of it bothered him. It required a number of highly-trained researchers and expensive equipment. and to see where it led.” “Max. interesting. Dimitrios should have been happy with this news. but I think I got four members of your old research team willing to join you. Here are the addresses and instructions. and the fact that these customers were honest. But George’s real concern was in continuing his research. If they’re willing to jo in us. Shelf life?” “Two years minimum. but he wasn’t sure why. Anthony Bari decided to do a bit of information gathering for them. That was not so easy.

Bari poured himself a drink. it does. Both of them were young and new in their jobs. I do know something about this case. I think it might help him. Max and Bari remained friendly all the years since. sipping the drink and doing his own thinking. “Listen to me Max. and sat at the bar. the emails and the anonymous clients. and the dropped charges of treason. on one hand… but on the other…” Max did this for several minutes. but we both know that some of your agency guys are as bad as any white-collar crook.” He paced the room. I am not asking you to divulge confidences. sometimes as bad as a violent crook. decent kid. Listen Tony…” Max only called Bari “Tony” when they were speaking as brothers. talking about 93 .you’re uncomfortable with. “All right Anthony. I am pretty sure. Actually. alternating between playing cowboy and enjoying his power trip.” Bari began to explain to Max the story of the computer shack. I’m not sure it’s a crime at all. forget about it.” “So. The two men had met under adversarial circumstances some thirty years prior. are you sure this isn’t going to hurt this kid?” “Yeah. and within a second or two the expressions of recognition. They sparred with each other on and off over a period of weeks. And furthermore. it seemed as if he were saying to himself “well.” Bari at first looked shocked. Anthony. the kind I don’t usually see in the Bureau. interesting client or not. Both men deeply respected the other. Bari had thought Max to be a usual FBI agent. always looking for an FBI guy to screw up on some minute detail. He raised his left forefinger in the air. listen.” “All right. Max thought Bari a typical lawyer. From his facial gestures. and relied on his judgment. Max was his friend. They were working on a fraud case. He spoke urgently. and quietly traded information with each other when they could. is this a white-collar crime you’re handling?” “To be honest Max. there’s a young agent on the case who comes to me for advice.” “Max. and he didn’t want to abuse that relationship. disappointment. I don’t want to spoil your relationship with that kid. hoping for any excuse to keep a guilty client on the streets. “Wait a minute. If you’re that close to it. I think I can help you. Both were surprised and impressed to find that the other was truly interested in justice. does this involve some type of secret Internet commerce?” “Yeah Max. a good. and concern passed over his face. “Wait a minute. as if to say. They knew that they were among the few in their professions who really cared about justice above technic alities. Max pursuing Anthony Bari’s client.” Max was deep in thought before Bari had finished speaking. until they mutually realized that the other was an exception to the rule.

not teasing him now. Phillip.” “I don’t think I’d say I was a star. Julia and I will have to beat you. and see what’s appropriate to pass along. and told him to go ahead. ******* “All right Phillip. Give!” Phillip looked over to Julia. but that’s pretty shallow. “Okay. And in both cases. Phillip Donson seemed far from ordinary. “Wait a minute. I just don’t want the universal psyche opened up. I’m not exactly an average guy. “All right. in some fairly significant business deals. “All right Frances. honestly. an itinerant minister for a number of years. But if things are as I think. all right. it had been technically illegal. “Is this all right with you?” “Of course it is. “Phillip didn’t just hang out with all those different people. You’ve obviously got a lot of interesting things to say. and occasionally with fighters and soldiers. but I want some kind of overview here. and writer since. when I’ve needed the work.” Only twice before did the two men ever really work together. teacher. If you get all intense on us. I know Jim. but what about you? There has to be a lot more than just being a Jewish kid from Brooklyn. I’m getting to know Julia. with a reserved look on her face.” She turned to Frances.important things that were completely private. and more than a little suspicious. “No kidding!” Frances laughed more mildly. “Well. “I don’t want to go too far right now. are you telling me that you actually healed someone for real?” She looked incredulous. dissected and analyzed.” Phillip looked at Jim and Julia. may I now go on?” They calmed themselves.” She smiled. but you’re a mystery. I’ve done a lot of things.” “Oh no? How many of those other Jesus guys prayed for crippled people who got up and walked?” Phillip sat silently. The details are that I was among the very first free love people in college. we may need to work together a bit. that’s certainly a start. and a philosopher.” Farber and Julia burst into laughter. I’ll try to make some sense out of this for you. “How’s that?” Julia shook her head. Frances. I’ve spent time with the Hippies and with Jesus Freaks. A construction manager too. but aside from simple appearance. it had been necessary to serve justice. but there are some pretty fishy things going on with this case. he was a star among them. He spoke quietly. She obviously didn’t have the wealth of detail that Jim and Julia had. 94 . but Frances’ interest level had gone sky high. I want to hear more. In both cases. I’ll talk more to the kid. Julia.

so he went on. I took its full measure. that story is something of a problem to me. hell. I simply have no basis for reaching a conclusion. such things do really happen. When it appeared that she understood. Frances. he immediately stood up and walked. It could have been a God.” “Yes. but they did occur. I am devoted to the scientific method.” Phillip gave Frances time to take in what he had just explained. witch-burnings. as if she were remembering something from long ago and far away. And other events like this one.” Frances. and that he was still walking – walking better – three weeks later. but occasionally. Frances.” she said. A lot of scientific people may not like that because it punches holes in their ideologies. I have no firm explanation of what the cause was.Phillip looked at Frances in an almost resigned way. and that he had been hospitalized for years.” Frances’ expression said that she wanted Phillip to continue. that it would keep happening for the rest of his life whenever he got to know someone well. “Anyway. 95 . If I thought something was worth doing. I have healed people. happened as well. though there was only one crippled guy. In many ways it would be easier for me if it had never happened. “You say ‘healing. and spoke slowly. But I do know what I did. All they can think of is religious imprisonment. at least as far as getting along with other scientifically-minded people is concerned. “You understand that their minds can be conditioned just as other people’s can. and addressed her a bit more specifically. Julia’s basically correct. but this did happen. And I know that after I laid my hands on him for only seconds.’ and their minds freeze-up. I know that people make an insanity out of this. I just don’t tell a lot of people because of their reverse superstitions. “My problem is that this event did occur. but I do know that it happened. and the flat earth. How do you explain this to someone with no experience in such things except for seeing charlatans take money from grandmothers? He took a deep breath. She seemed agreeable. I have no conclusions. “Yes. But stories like this one pull most of them way out of their comfort zone. he went on. But the important thing is that I really did them. and I tend to associate with like-minded people. “To be honest. I don’t have a scientific explanation of how it occurred. He knew this would happen. I have done a lot of things pretty well. and Phillip continued. it could have been some type of mental ability triggered by the power of suggestion.” He paused. He looked at Julia. though quite less dramatic. had alternating looks on her face of suspicion and of deep thought. it could have been space aliens for that matter. And I know that this man was crippled by degenerative arthritis and hadn’t walked on his own since he was sixteen years old. and I can’t reach any conclusions at all.

and of myself. The records were not clear as to why. regardless of what other people said.” ******* “Sit down kid. and thought of one more thing he wanted to add. good or evil.“I guess most of it is that I lived aggressively. At the time. This put me in the position of learning my lessons first-hand. He thought more about talking to Max.” Max slowed as he passed by. my actions were based on the best information I had. rejection. only right or wrong. and I had the guts to follow it boldly. and whispered in his ear. and I did a number of things that I wouldn’t do now. He had been offered executive positions several times. up-close and personal. 96 .” Phillip laughed to himself sadly. I took the full measure of my opinions. I’m happy even with most of the wrong things I did. Phillip. At present. “I can see now how you have assimilated so much insight in half a lifetime. and hatred. my own insight. If you want to be great. and saw the true measure of my reasons.” Morales ordered a pasta dish and a Diet Coke. that is the price. “If you think that I have more insight than others. I did what I thought was right. you must be willing to be called evil. He leaned up against Morales’s back. What people thought didn’t much influence me. “They’re right about you. “I want to hear what Jonesy is up to.” He looked at Julia and Jim. wondering what they had told her. and shook his head. I used my own mind. While other people followed the supposedly safe and accepted paths.” Phillip smiled. and had turned them down. He had actually delved into the FBI database the day before. “Not that I was always correct. and for the near future. she looked as though she had reached a conclusion of some sort. Maxwell Kaminski had been involved in almost every sort of case. you’ve probably experienced more than most people would in a couple of lifetimes. just to convince himself that Max could be trusted. from kidnapping to financial fraud. I started this when I was far younger and less experienced than I am now. But by really doing those things. benefit or harm. the cost of being yourself is a willingness to accept disapproval. In this world. I lived while they sacrificed their lives to the teachings of the elders. I eliminated all doubt as to whether things would work out if only I did them completely. but I wasn’t always right. I can assure you that this is where it came from.” The expression on Frances’ face changed. I followed ideas that at the time seemed correct. my own judgment. Phillip stopped and looked at her quizzically. The price of true greatness is the willingness to endure disdain. “Overall.

Eventually, he came over to the bar, and sat down. Max joked with him about not drinking any booze. “That’s what I make money on, you know!” In fact, Max was pleased to see a young man with enough internal strength to turn down a drink with the boys without thinking twice about it. “You know, John, I really do want to talk about Jones; I’m concerned about the things I hear from him. He could get into trouble, but more than likely, you’ll be the one who gets into trouble.” “What do you mean? How? It’s all his orders!” “Yes John, but there are more back-door political deals in the agency than you know. Jones is in a big position; if he gets in trouble, it could make the news. You’re low level; they could put the blame on you with no PR damage.” Morales was stunned. Up till that time, he had thought of the Bureau as a sort of good-guy’s organization. They were the cowboys getting rid of the villains. He knew that it was infinitely more complicated and messy than that, but that was his fundamental view. The thought that his own bosses could be less than honorable – purposefully – upset him. “Listen to me John. I had a talk with an old friend the other day. We used to share notes with each other from time to time, so he is a very good friend. It turns out that he wanted to compare notes again, but he was so careful not to push me into anything I wasn’t comfortable with, that it was touching. And I don’t get touched too easily.” Morales believed him. “Anyway, I don’t want you to tell me anything that you’re not comfortable with. You have my word that I won’t abuse your confidence, but if you ever get uncomfortable, I want you to shut up. I promise you won’t hurt my feelings. All right?” Morales slipped momentarily and said “Yes, sir.” Max let this violation of his rule pass. Slowly, Morales went through the things that bothered him about Jones: The improper warrants, his disregard for people’s rights, and his pressure to find something on someone. Max thought about it for a moment, then asked the bartender to hand him the phone. “Listen John, unless you object, I’m going to ask my friend for some advice on this one. He’s an old attorney, and he’ll know what to do.” Max called Bari, and talked for some time about Morales’ situation. Then he looked directly at the young man. “Is this the case that Coopersmith handled? The computer shack with some type of encrypted transactions?” Morales was shocked. No one was supposed to know anything about the case, and he had given none of those details to Max. He froze. “Is it?” Johnny nodded yes, and Max told his friend that it was. He talked for a moment more, wrote something on the back of a business card, and hung up. Morales was still shocked, and now scared. “What am I getting into?” he thought to himself.
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“All right, listen to me carefully.” Max was talking quietly because there were now other people nearby. “You look scared, kid. Don’t worry; it’s okay. My friend knew about the case because he represented the foreign guys running the equipment.” John was considerably relieved. “And he won’t say anything to anyone because he’s my friend.” The way Max said “friend” made him feel better; Max used the word “friend” as if it were sacred. “My friend can’t help you himself because it would be a conflict of interest. But if you call the name on this card, he has someone who’ll take good care of you. You have to pay the guy a hundred bucks, so he’ll legally be your attorney, and then you can tell him whatever you need to. He’ll take care of your interests, and the hundred bucks will be all you have to give him, unless you need something special.” John put the card in his pocket, but was still a bit uneasy about the whole situation. Max got up to get back to business, but stopped when he saw the look on Morales’ face. “Listen kid, your boss has put you in a bad situation. He’s a jerk for doing that. But now you’re safe. Just go see the guy on the card with a hundred bucks in your hand, and everything will be as good as it can be.” Max walked off to make the rounds and to greet all his regulars. *******

Anthony Bari walked into his office just as the rest of the people were leaving. He ordered some Thai food, turned on the radio, and pulled up his encryption program. Michael,

I’ve obtained some information on your case. But before I begin, these are the rules: 1. Nothing I tell you is ever to be used in any way, without my prior consent. 2. No one sees these emails but you. 3. You talk about these emails only with top people at your outfit, and they must assure secrecy. 4. You must destroy these emails within a day of receiving them. Make notes if you like, but both of us must destroy every email we send or receive.

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I wouldn’t even think of doing this, Michael, unless I thought you were a responsible and decent guy. I got into law because I believed in justice, and I believe in it still. All right, your info: I don’t want to go over all the details yet, but the senior FBI people are playing this fast and loose. This is both good and bad for you: Good, because they’re making mistakes that we can use to get cases thrown out. Bad, because these guys are very serious about getting you. They’re really opening up their bag of tricks.

Bari

Michael, who happened to be at his desk, read Bari’s email just seconds later. His response was also immediate. Bari,

Your conditions make perfect sense, I agree without reservation. I still have copies of our earlier notes, but I will erase them momentarily. Glad to hear your news. Please send whatever you can, whenever you can. I very much appreciate your estimation of us. I don’t think we’ll disappoint you.

Michael

PS: We have a friend who runs some encrypted chat rooms. If you ever want to meet there, let me know. Also, I’d be glad to meet in person if there is any benefit in it.

Michael got up from his desk, poured a cup of coffee, and walked outside. Michael lived on an old ranch in southern Utah. His back yard was an open field, with the Rocky Mountains all around. He walked to a bench about 50 yards from the house, and sat down to watch the sunset. These were the quiet moments when Michael could take his time, and really think about what they were doing, and what it might lead to. Some of the other members of the group were scared of getting in trouble; they tried not to show it too much, but he knew they were. And they were certainly correct; all of them could end up in jail if this went drastically wrong. Though he, Farber, Phillip, and McCoy had made sure there were plenty of back-up plans for all of them, some risk always remained. There
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were doing nothing to hurt anyone, but that doesn’t matter if you deviate too far from the average, or if you threaten someone’s power. Hell, Jesus and didn’t do anything wrong, neither did Socrates, yet they were killed in countries that said they were ruled by law. And the same thing happened to a thousand others without well-known names. No, Michael decided that aside from an occasional anxious moment, he really wasn’t scared of what might happen to him or his friends. What worried him was what might happen to the rest of the world if they succeeded. “What happens,” he thought to himself, “if a thousand free marketplaces spring up all over the world? Governments will lose their revenues. How far will they go to protect their positions of power? Will they declare martial law, and start searching every home and every computer they can? Will they use terror and intimidation to keep people out of free markets? What happens when their power slips away… how many types of crises can they arrange, so that people will not complain about having the last of their privacy taken away? And how many people are left who can muster half a care?” But now his thoughts were getting too dark, and that was not the only direction in which events could play themselves out. He ran the opposite scenario through his mind. “And what about the productivity of humanity’s best and brightest, fully unchained for the first time? What will they come up with? And what will middle-ofthe-road people think, when they see people who are living free of domination, with real self-originated goodness in them? “Yes”, he thought, “it’s worth it. It’s a good thing – the right thing – to do. Phillip is right, the world is far too huge, and far too screwed-up to try to right its course; we have to separate, and live free apart from them.” With the sunset ended, Michael walked back inside, turned on his lights, threw a log on the fire, turned on some music, and sat back down at his desk. Group: Some news on the FBI: Not to worry you, but they are very serious about getting us. So, we have to get Gamma Central done right away. Those of you who need help, let me know. I want this up and running within two weeks. Can we do this? Remember, getting Gamma up and running IS our safety. Once it is finished, we always have the option of posting it to the net, and letting a hundred Gamma Markets spring up all over the world. Once that happens, we at least have the safety of being one target among hundreds; right now we’re the only one. On another, more pleasant front, the FBI is playing fast and loose with their investigation. That means that we’ll almost certainly be able to beat the first
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sets of charges they throw at us. (Assuming, of course, that they ever do.) So, we have an added bit of safety from this as well. All right, I want you all to follow this carefully: We get Gamma done in two weeks. Then we test it for two weeks more. Then, we have two more weeks to get all the fixes and retests done. Once that is done, we have our ‘ace in the hole’. Once Gamma is up, we can bail out whenever we want. If we can hold on for a while and cash-in, great. But if not, we start a hundred hungry guys in the business, and walk away.

SO, TO SUMMARIZE: LET’S GET THIS DONE NOW! THEN WE CAN RELAX.

Love to you all, Mike *******

“All right, Phillip, that’s fine so far, but no more preaching.” Julia was actually fine for the moment, but worried about what might come next. She had seen this point in a conversation so many times. Phillip had just made a statement that would really make someone think in new directions, and it was certain that there would be questions to follow, and more unusual answers. “Frances is a big girl,” she thought, “she can ask him later if she wants. That is, if she doesn’t figure it out herself first.” Anthony came by the table, and announced that after-dinner drinks were on him. He talked with James for just a moment, and then walked across the restaurant to greet other diners. Phillip saw his moment to end the evening well. “Hey Jim, tell Frances about how you met Anthony.” Frances saw the sparkle in Phillip’s eye, and the smirk on his lips. “Yeah, Jim, tell me!” As it ended up, there were three rounds of after-dinner drinks, not one. Jim told Anthony’s story: A crazy, twisted coffee futures deal when both men were young trainees at Chicago’s Board of Trade. They both thought they would lose everything they owned – or ever would own – and through a stroke of luck somehow survived, and got quickly off the trading floor. By the time Jim finished with the story, they were all laughing out loud, as were three other people at nearby tables. Then followed a torrent of hilarious stories from all of them. Stories of drunken tradesmen,
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of outrageous business stunts, of intrigues in the newspaper business, of bizarre stunts pulled by teenagers, and on, and on. Whenever one of them finished a story, two more were ready to jump in. And so it went for an hour or more. “This is what I wanted,” thought Frances, “here I am with these people, enjoying the trials and triumphs of our lives together.” These were people who had earned a reason to celebrate. No efforts to impress each other, no posturing or scheming, just a group of open, honest, successful people, sharing the stories of their lives, enjoying each other. Frances had long ago thought that this would be how adult life should be, but she had never found enough of it till this evening. The goodbyes were warm and sincere. Frances promised Julia that she would call as soon as she got back from visiting her mother. *******

“So, what do you think of my friends?” James and Frances were in the back of a cab, headed to Frances’ apartment. “Oh. God, I love them, Jim! When I was a girl, I used to lie in bed and think about what life might be like when I was grown up. And these are the kinds of people I wanted to be friends with. Over the years, I thought back on that, and compared it with my real adult life. I had friends that were kind of like my childhood ideas, but only for moments and in part. But this was it! I didn’t really think I’d ever find it. Oh my God, Jim, I think I really love these people.” In her exuberance, she rose from her seat, leaning over to kiss him. At first, she thought of it as only a congratulatory type of kiss. But the closer she got, the more she felt an energy building between her and James. They kissed; gently at first, then with a full, overflowing passion. They remained locked in each other’s embrace for almost the rest of the trip, speaking little, or not at all – there was no reason to speak. As they neared the apartment, Frances pulled herself away, but lay her head on his chest. “Jim, are you feeling as serious about this as I am?” “Yes… I think I am.” He kissed her head and squeezed her just a bit. She picked her head up, and looked him directly in the eye. She spoke with a voice that seemed to be equally that of a girl and that of a woman: “I’d invite you up, but this isn’t a good time.” He took her head in his hands and kissed her again, then separated just a few inches, still looking directly into her eyes. “That’s all right, but I’ll be looking forward to it.”
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The FSU campus in spring and early summer is a beautiful place. Huge old trees, flowering bushes, wonderful weather. Phillip Donson walked into the Free Soul house with a deep satisfaction on his face. He was pleased to have made something this good, and gratified that there were new people – people that he didn’t have to teach himself – who responded to the Free Soul ideas. He was early, arriving in the afternoon instead of at night. It was still normal working and school hours, so there were only a few people in the house. He introduced himself, dropped his luggage in his room, and wandered around the house. He grabbed a soft drink from the kitchen and admired the old murals in the living room that still looked good. He grabbed a nearby guitar, plopped down on the couch, and began to play some of the old songs. He thought about all the battles they had fought to get this place and to get it off the ground on good footing. He had almost forgotten them. The triumph still felt sweet, even twenty-some years later. He sang the songs of victory that they had sung back then. They still felt good. After a short while, the various residents came wandering into the house. Some stopped to talk, and others were busy on some mission or another; they said hello, then excused themselves. One of the young men pulled up a chair and another guitar, and asked Phillip to teach him the song he was playing. One by one, voices and instruments began to fill the living room. Someone ordered several pizzas, another some Chinese food. One of the girls ran to the store for a variety of drinks. They sang, and ate, and told stories for several hours. At about nine o’clock, Phillip resigned from the music, handed the guitar off to one of the boys, and went for the kitchen telephone to call Don. “You can still do it, can’t you, Phillip?” “Don!” From his seat at the table, Don stood to his feet, and the two men embraced. “Don, why didn’t you tell me you were here?” “What, and break up the fun? No, I just made my way quietly into the kitchen and listened. You can still do it.” “Well, perhaps, but I’m certainly out of practice. My voice is entirely sung-out, and I think my fingers are ready to bleed.” They laughed. “Say, you don’t think they have any Port to drink around here, do you?” “No, I doubt it. Why Port?” “It works better on an over-used throat than anything I’ve ever found.”
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“Okay, fair enough, but I’m sure they haven’t got any here. This is mostly a beer and Coke crowd… Hey! How about if I call Amy, and we catch a nice dinner? I know she can get a babysitter. We’ll wait for her at the restaurant bar, and you can have your Port!” The Port made Phillip’s throat feel considerably better, and dinner was a superb pleasure. Don was as good a man as ever, and Amy as sincere as ever. They were doing very well, and Phillip was very pleased with the group of people at the Free Soul house. He insisted on stopping off at Don and Amy’s home and meeting their children, before going back to the Free Soul house to sleep. Don drove Phillip back to the house through a warm, foggy evening. “Your children are beautiful, Don.” “Thank you.” “You know, I really miss having children in the house.” “Really? Still?” “Sometimes. You know, there’s something special about raising children. It gives a sanctity to your life and to your home that you really don’t get anywhere else. Now, I’m very happy with the way we raised our kids, and I certainly don’t want to do it all over again, but I miss the sanctity.” Don had seen Phillip sad before, but this time was different. He wasn’t sad exactly, more like remembering a lost love. “Don, when you really think about it, making and raising a family is the most god-like thing you’ll ever do.” Don said nothing, waiting for Phillip to go on. He had learned long ago that if you give Phillip room to talk and just a little bit of encouragement, you hear a lot of interesting things. “When you have children, you are creating human beings. Now I know that people don’t think of it that way, but it is true. It usually happens to us so automatically and easily, that it’s easy not to appreciate, but you and Amy made two human beings! By any definition, you guy created two beautiful human beings who would never have been otherwise. If that’s not godlike and sacred, what is? Sermons, gifts to charity, and all the other good deeds religious people talk about are nothing in comparison. Creating people is the real thing. “And raising them well is just as important. These beings you have created have unmeasured potential. But humans can be either beneficial or harmful. It is up to their creators to make them a force for life on the earth, rather than a force of destruction and hurt. They can be either one. So once you create this awesome potential, you then have to show it the superiority of the good, the beautiful, and the beneficial. You are gods, Don, creating and training younger gods. And don’t think it’s sacrilegious for me to call you gods; the Psalms calls you gods; Jesus called

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people gods. It’s true. How different might things be, if people could only see themselves that way.” Walking back into the house, Phillip found a group of five or ten of the kids still singing in the living room. They asked him to join them. He smiled, and said, “No, thanks, that’s for you young guys. I’m going to bed. But don’t forget, we’ve got a meeting tomorrow at noon!” *******

“All right Morales, what do you have?” “Well, sir, I’ve got ‘em, at least partially.” Jones was ecstatic. “You’ve got ’em?! Who are they? Tell me where they are! How many are there?” “I’m not that far along yet, sir. But I am getting into their data, and I can now decode at least part of it.” “All right. Good.” Jones was trying to regain his composure, and Morales was again remembering the Big Bad Wolf leering at Little Red Riding Hood. “Listen son, I want you to tell me exactly what you’ve found. What is there?” “Well, I’ve been going through the hard drives of four different people. Two of those have the same series of encrypted data files, plus a similar set of encrypted interconnecting files. One of the computers had some of the interconnecting files password-protected, but not encrypted.” “So, can you read them?” “Sure. Passwords aren’t too much of a problem… not with the equipment we have here.” “Great. Now what did they say?” “Well, they looked like some type of score-keeping sheet for a computer game. But that didn’t really make sense, because they were not integrated with the game files I found on this woman’s computer.” “So?” “So, I looked at these files for a while, then compared some of the scores with some of her accounting records. A bunch of the numbers matched-up. These guys are doing business by trading game pieces! Pretty ingenious, really.” “All right. What’s the name of this game?” “Tango.”
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See you in five 106 . he walked over to his computer to check his mail… and found Frances’ note. and what about this woman? Who is she? What does she do?” “She’s a graphics designer. and put a cup of tea into the microwave. send me an instant message. He walked over to his windows and looked over the city while the tea was heating. It’s done very well. and a separate set of books for her game-piece business. After steeping his tea and throwing away the bag. I don’t know how that works. F Farber entered his apartment. No one without a search warrant and really good hacking programs would ever be able to tell.” “Where does this woman live?” “Right down the road in Santa Barbara. Anyway. What’s up? FM: Hi James. she does business with a lot of people. I just got home.” “Okay. although telling which ones she traded game pieces with might be difficult. I’m here.” “Tim? What’s he going to be doing?” “He’s going to make friends with the nice lady.“Okay. It looks like she runs one set of books for part of her business. and I should be able to trace a lot of her clients. but they seem to have sort of a bank for these things. and I want a report every day on what you’ve come up with.” ******* James. hung his coat. JF: Hi. Now I’m going to get your friend involved. how about meeting me back here in five minutes (I have to pee) JF: Sold. you keep digging.” “What about the extra money? Where does she put it?” “I’m not sure yet. If you check your email before going to bed tonight.

and why the thank YOU? JF: Emphasis for the cab ride FM: So. I probably resemble my Dad more than my M om. but I wouldn’t have really guessed. somehow met my mother. And thank YOU FM: Uh huh. I get asked if I’m Greek or Israeli a lot. long story! Let’s see… … Phillip. although I really only saw him once in a while for a long time. 107 . FM: Here I am JF: So. I really like these people! Where on earth did you find them? JF: Wow. That’s the short version. guess who they invited to speak one of those days? Phillip Donson. I think the fact that he was Jewish intrigued her. and to talk some more if you’re not too tired JF: Not too tired at all. my Mom really liked Phillip. FM: Whoa! So many questions… … I’ll start at the top: You’re half Korean? I can see some of it in you. I look ethnic enough that people know I’m SOMETHING.Jim flipped on the TV for a couple of minutes. This was long before anyone really heard of Messianic Jews. Well. you’ve never met my Mom. of course. I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful evening I had. and have been friends ever since. JF: Tell me when you get here He had to wait only a few more minutes till she showed up. I think she thought it would be interesting for my father as well. I think it was just over a year later that he and Julia got married. no more of that (for now). during his Jesus Freak days. though they’re usually not sure what. and invited him over to our house for dinner. He left a sports channel playing in the background. Anyway. scanning the channels. but she is full blood Korean. JF: Yeah. and attended a small Korean Church from time to time with her friends. Now. Phillip and I hit it off. Then he came back to the computer screen. what’s up? FM: Oh. do you always make out in the back of cabs? JF: I will with you FM: All right young man.

but don’t be mad at me if I get kind of depressed over it.FM: Did your parents have trouble when they got married. and got married at age 19. believe it or not. But we knew what we wanted. Grandma was always concerned that we’d have a Jewish education. I remember very little difficulty from when I was a kid. Eventually they all got over it. that must have been devastating! 108 . with the crosscultural thing? JF: Horrible. What about your parents? You said that your mom’s family is Jewish. and a lot of Dad’s relatives died too. Anyway. We’re talking about our families… and we were getting pretty personal in the back of that cab. living kids getting together didn’t bother them too much. We met in our first semester of college. I was. and very difficult for me to take. FM: Tell me about it JF: All right. Although. They got married right after the war. FM: Oh my God. Frances remembered that James was married at one time. and did it without delay. but for some reason sensed that it was an uncomfortable subject for him. She had thought about it before. I hope I’m not bringing up an unpleasant subject. Maggie was killed in a car wreck almost eight years later. we grew up together. but that’s all. “Well. on both sides. Really.” FM: Jim. Very sudden. but for the first few years my parents were almost completely isolated. They seemed to have more or less worked things out once the grandchildren came along. he and my mom go to synagogue fairly regularly! We very seldom went to either synagogue or church as a child. two nice. Our parents thought we were nuts. The shock of my life. Most of my mom’s family were murdered in the war. but while we’re talking about families. They didn’t have too much trouble. “this is about as good a time as I’m going to find. So. but your Dad isn’t. he was a Methodist from England. is he? FM: No. weren’t you married? JF: Yes.” she thought. actually. All right? FM: Okay JF: My wife’s name was Maggie… Margaret. Fell madly in love.

Didn’t I say ‘enough of that for now’? JF: Like you don’t enjoy hearing it? FM: Well. OK? JF: Just when it was getting good :( Sure. you just lifted me. And you liked to talk about ideas… not that many people do. and that they found some economic stats from the Treasury that didn’t add up correctly. They talk about people or things. What was it that I did? JF: You were happy and funny. I’ll stop in Manhattan on the way back from Delaware. Sound interesting? JF: Sounds fascinating. You seem to be doing well now. you know. It was nice. Hang on a couple of minutes. but not too much. I just got an email from my old boss at the New York Times! This has to be something big. signifying the amount I will want to collect). JF: Wow. I was pretty messed-up.JF: Yeah. They sort of nursed me back to health… it took months. you really helped me feel better that night. (Am I asking sensitive questions now?) 109 . JF: Didn’t you have some kind of blow-out with that guy? No details ever came out. I pretty much buried myself in work for the next decade. MF: Uh huh. Says he can’t do it in-house for political reasons. this is really odd. remember the night you came over to the apartment to interview me? You said I looked sad. by the way. I had been sitting and thinking about some of those things. My old boss wants me to take a special project for him. You know what I did? I moved in with Phillip and Julia. FM: Jim. Actually. Anyway. JF: Here I am. and if he’s willing to PAY me (emphasis intentional. JF: I still get sad from time to time. then there were rumors of a fight. I suppose… Hey Jim. this sounds REALLY interesting. Any other clues? FM: Only that he says they got a tip on it. and then you were free-lance. FM: You still there????? She had to wait for just a minute for James to glance back at the monitor. but not about ideas. So what’s next? FM: I’ll call him tomorrow. I’ll watch TV for a few minutes. And you looked good too. Thanks. FM: I’m glad. but you were one of his regulars. FM: Ouch. Then.

I’ll be home by 2:00. as it turned out. I’ll swing by late afternoon. concert. So. What are you doing tomorrow? JF: To the gym in the morning. I was mad. and walked out. I can’t say I blame you. and I wanted a raise. I did walk out. Rodney is actually a pretty good guy.FM: Not exactly. My God. JF: So… ? FM: Well.” They had allocated money for a woman reporter. Nothing in the evening. right? FM: Yeah. then working at home in the afternoon. in the morning. You’re working. 110 . JF: Well. ******* At noon the next day. this sounds interesting. and Phillip began. JF: Well. a quick swing by the office. It’ll be fun. I get emails from him from time to time. Well. He felt bad about the whole thing. and maybe in the afternoon. Never asked for something like this before. Are you going to tell me about it? FM: We’ll see. I told them to take a flying leap. More like the executive management’s fault. Does Rodney call you often? FM: Occasionally. and there were some angry words. Rodney (my boss) said that he was having a hard time getting it for me. theater. Once in a while to check something out here in Chicago. I was listed as “Woman Financial Reporter. you’re on. FM: OK. fifteen of the Free Souls assembled in the living room of their house. See ya! JM: Great! Bye. the big bosses didn’t want to pay me more because they only had me budgeted in for a fixed amount. Off to bed. All right. I’m getting tired now. The newspapers got it wrong. why don’t you just come by my apartment when you’re done? We’ll find something to do: Movie. but I knew there was something else he wasn’t telling me. I thought I was doing really good work. What kind of work she did was secondary! These upstairs-office jerks just wanted a female financial reporter so they would look good to their politically correct friends. Don went through the house to see if there were any stragglers. It wasn’t really his fault. as usual. And HERE is the thing that made me furious: On their budget. JF: Hey. and he asks me to edit things for him three or four times a year. or something.

guilt. “When you have strong emotions. “Yes. and you can ask questions afterward if you like. It works by breaking down the residues and blockages caused by strong emotions. And. “Questions so far?” A young woman in the front raised her hand and spoke. just as a sidelight. These molecules actually carry your emotions through your bloodstream. We are at least 98 percent sure that doing so improves the psychiatric health of seriously afflicted people. “There is a brilliant researcher – also a long-time friend of mine – who has developed methods of eliminating some of the effects of emotional damage in humans. and I think this is something that you guys will be interested in. especially negative emotions. I should add that we are 60 to 80 percent sure that the neurochemistry we’re talking about here plays an important part in the construction of the human subconscious mind. We are 100 percent sure that residual neuropeptides are associated with psychiatric ailments. This won’t take very long. world-wide. The experiments they have done show significant improvements in people with psychiatric ailments.” A question came from the side of the room. anger. they are can stick in your cells. We are 100 percent sure that we can break most of them down. And this is important: These neuropeptides either contribute to or cause psychiatric ailments. so please give me your full attention. We are 100 percent certain that neuropeptides frequently remain stuck in cellular receptors. Why are you coming to us? This seems like an ideal project for the University. and through your entire body. especially those associated with fear. but it is very important. molecules called neuropeptides pour into your bloodstream. The treatment my friend has developed can actually break up these deposits and clear these blocked receptors. What this will require is for you to locate. My presentation will only take about ten minutes. When a lot of these neuropeptides are repetitively produced. and transfer those chemical messages throughout the body. let me get started here. and find some organization that will sanction and oversee the research and development of this treatment. or sorrow. is to help us get it accepted for research projects. contact. “What I would like for a couple of you guys to do.” 111 . “Some of my friends and I have a situation that we need help with. and inform every responsible party you can find.“All right gang. We are 90 percent sure that we can develop protocols for every or nearly every significant form of troublesome neuropeptides deposit. and get rid of them harmlessly. and something that may well be profitable for you. shock. “Exactly how sure are you of all of this?” “We are 100 percent certain that neuropeptides are produced by strong emotion.

they only cared about what he could do. A few months ago. then I’ll have to prove to you that my characterization of the project is correct. He had been perpetually frustrated that he was continually passed over for the best projects. and ordered him not to pursue his work any further. and far more motivated than most of them. and ask him any questions you like. but you will also bring important cures to people who are suffering. 112 . So. You can actually find some of his earlier papers in the scientific journals.“Good question. We will. “So. If you are willing. are any of you interested in this?” Several hands went up into the air. Don tells me that one of you is a very good medical student. At first.” “Yeah! I’m in!” Mordecai was as capable as most of the scientists and researchers at FSU. “All right. who briefly introduced himself to Phillip. “Excellent. That which causes benefit is welc omed. of course. we’ll fly you to New York to meet with my friend for several days. simply because he was young. “Presuming that I am correct in everything I’ve said today. you’ll risk the wrath of the American educational elite. My friend had a private lab at Northwestern for eight years.’ This discovery is a huge benefit to mankind. His abilities didn’t matter in that arena. the University shut him down all together. only his lack of seniority.” Several members of the group pointed out Mordecai. “Okay Doc. give you strong financial incentives to do so.” “All right. my friends. If some of you think that this technology will do what I say it will. I have come to you because of the sign over your front door: ‘There are no rules here. when can you be ready to go?” “How about tonight!” He enthusiasm had the whole room laughing. and his funding began to dry up. organizations that might be hurt by his work began to attack it. I noticed that you indicated your interest. “I’d walk to New York for a chance to work with the best. I’d like you to consider helping us promote it. I think that you are capable of judging it for its merits. “Hell yeah!” he thought. people got excited about his work. is it agreeable to everyone that we make Mordecai point man on this?” They agreed. including the possibility of an equity position. I hope that it will be exciting and profitable for you. just walk away. The answer is that we just left a University. and pursued this research under a series of grants. Then. If you’re not sold on the idea. He’ll show you the whole process. Fair enough?” “You mean I get to hang out in the inventor’s lab and work with him?” “Absolutely. and though certain rulers and authorities do not wish it to continue. You can work with him. Now he was presented with the opportunity to live and work with a researcher of the first rank. Mordecai. and were glad to support it. These guys didn’t care if he was young. “If some of you want to take on this project. the US educational establishment is essentially our enemy right now.

“Who were the people who started this? You and who else?” “Let’s see… me. Both Phillip and Don were surprised that the energy level in the room. and bought the place. It’s an important distinction to make. and moving into another.” Phillip sat down and sipped a glass of water that had been sitting on a coffee table. wish to do so.” The next question came without a second’s wait. and thus opening your consciousness to other possibilities… dumping your first paradigm. “Yeah. we put together a financing package. There are ten of us who own a piece of the house. Doc. they had changed their mode of living. “These were essentially very honest. and those that follow you. as you must know. you begin to understand that the real you is a separate thing from the rules and ideas you absorbed in childhood and youth. “Listen.” Phillip then wondered whether the boy who asked was thinking about the future of the house. and we have a management company handle all the finances. Jimmy Galen. After two years. and five or six others who were not quite so involved. who actually owns this house?” “Actually. and pass it on. but leaving the paradigm you were born into. Don and a bunch of others followed in the next few years. you realize that there is more than one way of viewing the world. Jon Scott. “We intend to use the house as it is now for as long as you guys. and if you want to know anything about the beginnings of the Free Souls. Cindy Levine. Bob Gordon. sincere people who were disappointed with either what you would call Jesus Freak or Hippie groups… people who had done something that very few people ever do. but let’s make it tomorrow morning. we’ll sell the house to a group of you guys. The word paradigm refers to a pattern – a structure of ideas through which we view the world. which had been fairly high already. we rented this place from an old man named Mr.” “Well. Kathy Pendarvis. Patrick McGowan. Paul Michaelson. I’ve got a bunch of questions. first tell me. and had then had left their second paradigms as well. I have often thought that the real essence of religious conversion was not so much divine contact. jumped. are there any questions on any other subjects? After all. while I’m here. except for the equity that builds from year to year. When you do this.“Right on. “The people who started this place were people who had shifted paradigms once. Marilyn Johnson. “fire away. I’ve got some old friends to visit tonight. At first. Once you have shifted out of the paradigm you were raised with. I’m one of the few guys who has the answers.” Mordecai nodded agreement. That is how we ended up with 113 . We more or less break even on it. Years from now if we are feeling old and want our equity. Parish. it is held by a land trust. I was in this house at the very beginning.” “Great!” said Phillip. One of the boys raised his hand and said. We used to refer to this as changing paradigms.

We wondered whether this was also wrong. who ran errands for people they barely knew. eventually found out that living for the higher things didn’t keep you fed. and that the mind needs shortcuts. as I say. I can’t prove it. ‘the channels of their intellects became petrified. but as a matter of practice. and finding all sorts of scams and drug deals.’ We reasoned that by thinking without paradigm. I can assure you that it wasn’t just a cliché at the beginning.the sign that used to be over the back door ‘Mind Without Paradigm. The Jesus folks had their own vices.” “Well. literally. Peace and love really meant something at first. and that if we could think without paradigm. and a look of pain came over his face. I’m sorry to tell you that a great many Hippies resorted to ripping off grocery stores. who wanted to live for the highest and greatest. 114 . we fixed it up about a year ago. and wanted the higher and better things in life. one last question. Some of us Jesus guys found a verse in Ephesians that seemed to refer to this. The classic argument against this is that there is too much information to handle. having neither the speed nor the endurance to do otherwise. The flower-in-the-hair crowd began as people who looked for chances to help little old ladies with their groceries. the mind might expand. the mind would open up and function in a more expanded manner. we were primarily exHippies and Jesus people.” Phillip paused. we decided that we had all switched paradigms twice. but we weren’t exactly sure what you guys meant by it. “Now. We either wanted the truth of God. and learned that production was necessary. but it seemed to us that this latter idea was the more correct one. And I think we were right. As I said earlier. You guys know what the Hippies became. These people really believed in it. or peace and love among men. but not what they were at the beginning. “I have to cringe now to say ‘peace and love’ because it has become a cliché of Hippie speech.” “How did this house develop into such a place of business?” “Because we came face to face with the realities of survival on planet earth. who did good deeds to people who distrusted them. “But that is another story… What happened is that people like us. “All right. with only cursory analys is. We were people who saw something beyond a status quo material existence. We began to look into how a mind might function with no paradigm at all. and evaluated them based upon the benefit or harm that they caused. It says. And they did this not occasionally. then I have to go meet someone.’ Is it still there?” “Yeah. to support their supposedly higher lifestyle. so. and that paradigms themselves were probably a mistake in the first place. but simply knew things for what they were. and we might be able to bring some of those channels of intellect back into use. that when men left their paradise. A mind that didn’t automatically categorize everything that passed through it. I have no empirical evidence. it categorizes things as good or bad. though.

” “Great.” ******* 115 .” “Yeah? Sounds nice. but if you want to know something more. the only difference being that you get someone else to do the dirty work for you. do you mind if I bring my laptop over with me? I’ve got some stuff I’d like to go over with you. Aside from a few minor gray areas. but I would greatly enjoy discussing questions like these. bring it. “We also concluded that if we wanted to have time to do great things. no other choice really exists. that’s how the business aspect started. then I’ve got to run drop something off at the FedEx box. So. or you take it from someone else. but that is still theft. Phillip and Mordecai got on Farber’s rented jet and flew to New York. so that we could work little and live much. to own our own businesses. email me. we would have to make an abundance of money. of course. Italian sausage. I really have to go now.“We decided that there were only two ways of surviving on planet earth: production or theft.” “Hi Jim. Either you produce what you need. Are we still on for this afternoon?” “You bet. ******* “Hello. The next day.” “Okay. and the makings for a salad. I’m just finishing up here. and I’ll make a nice dinner for you. Employees almost never get the combination of excess money and free time that we needed. That meant that we had to be entrepreneurial. What do you want?” “Let’s see… ground beef. Listen. I’ve got a great idea… you run by a grocery store and pick up some ingredients for me. Hey.” Phillip and Don hustled out the door to a late lunch with some of their Jesus friends from the old days. ricotta. see you in an hour or two. and then drove to George’s lab in Queens. You can. I’m sometimes too busy to answer quickly. “Listen.” “Sure. I’ll get it. get a government to take it from someone else and give it to you.” “Okay. Would you like me to bring some food?” “Yeah… Listen.

Canada. CA. He also sends money to his mother. Undeclared income: approx. 50. Undeclared income: approx. long-haul truck driver. Toronto. Neuman. age unknown. 25 years old. and what they are doing.) User #4: Dr. I am not yet sure how the money changed hands. but nothing significant aside from that. and had to purchase a lot of new equipment. Mr. no children.000 (Canadian). he seems to have used his off-book money. computer consultant. Most recent declared annual income: $38. business consultant. Undeclared annual income: approx. divorced.000 pieces (US Dollars). 21. (Pieces seem to trade on par with the US dollar.000 pieces (USD).000 pieces (dollars). Dr. Harrison. two children. but it is a large enough random sample to give us an initial idea of who these people are. Santa Barbara. She had a number of speeding tickets between the ages of 17 and 22. dentist. single. single. This is not enough to develop an accurate picture of the whole group.000 pieces (dollars). User #5: Roger Swenson. Most recent declared annual income: $15. Federal Way. Undeclared income: approx. Gibralter. no children. Hayes started his own practice recently. 27 years old. 38 years old. Agent Garosian as helped me find information on these people. St Joseph. undeclared income 24. (Father is deceased. User #3: Stephan S. and has no criminal history.000. 36 years old. Declared income. Most recent declared annual income: $41. but Dr. 116 . 18. Hayes seems to have used his extra money to purchase equipment for his practice. and we now have a group of five to analyze. graphics designer. User #2: Matthew A. 30.To: Assistant Director Jones From: Agent John Morales Following is an update on my most recent findings: I have used certain clues I gleaned from the game records of the Santa Barbara computer to isolate similar files in four other computers. Missouri. Neuman appears to be building a retirement account for himself with his off-books income.000. she shows no sign of criminal activity. One minor drug offense (marijuana) in 1989. marital status and children unknown. Most recent declared annual income: $108. two children. Aside from doing business off-the-books. unknown. Mr. Harrison appears to spend his extra money on offshore investments and for gifts to his ex-wife and children.000.) Her off-book income has probably been spent on vacations and offshore investments. married. Washington.000 game pieces. Narents. Kevin Hayes. No further information. Here are the facts: User #1: Jody J.

heavy with both British and American idioms. and he made an ‘educated guess’ that it was a law enforcement agency from the LA area. He apparently has been very careful to make himself invisible. we do not know. How he obtained Gibralter residency. We just got a distress call from one of our customers. family status. We have been able to access the computers of the people mentioned above only because they failed to use all the security at their disposal. Hayes. Further investigation: One of the first things we want to do is to track these people’s travels through the Internet.Quality of information: Age. We traced the signal. and we cannot read them. He was lucky. Swenson. What do you advise? Jimmy Michael had been working late. End of Report ******* Michael. and by Canadian Revenue in the case of Dr. Then. because they all. although not clearly enough to be certain. residence. He immediately wrote back to Jimmy. income. We have had extreme difficulty obtaining information on Mr. It is now after-hours on the west coast. he immediately grabbed a secure telephone to search for Phillip or Farber. In order to decrypt their files. within a minute or two. 117 . The records themselves have implied how these people sent their money. but it just so happens that a friend of a friend runs the service (we do get lucky once in a while. and occupational information has been verified by IRS contacts. and to reassure the man that they’d come up with a solution for him. and we can deal with this several different ways. he had both of them on the line. His computer files are in English. telling him to assure the dentist that they would have an answer for him in two to four hours. and saw the message almost the instant it arrived. thus far. we will need physical access to their computers and their passphrases. don’t we?). We have identified fourteen other computers with the central group of encrypted files on them. as usual. and it appears to be from the FBI! They used an anonymous proxy. but their ancillary files are encrypted as well. have used anonymizing services or anonymous proxies. a dentist in Toronto: Our security routine traced someone hacking into his system. This has become very difficult.

that we’ll be taking good c are of him. JF: You’re thinking of something devious. we’ll expect to hear from you in a couple of hours. Please do that. 118 . Phillip. write back to the dentist right away. “All right Mike. including Bari. call your legal people right away.The first voice was that of Farber. it was a good book. and ‘yep’. “can you get this done in a few hours?” “Well. Sound good to you James?” “Yeah. I used some of the ideas in gathering financial information. all right?” “Will do. and letting a slow stream of ideas filter up to his analytical process.” “Absolutely. and tell him to relax. PD: So.” “All right Mike.” “Jim?” “Yeah Phillip?” “Instant message me in a couple of minutes. by a guy named Epstein? JF: Yeah. Don’t make any specific promises till we talk again. I’m not sure about finding Bari in time. That has to be job number one. actually I do. Let me think about it for a minute. but I should be able to give you a partial answer in a few hours. but let him know that we will spend money to protect him if necessary. That book and Sun Tzu. and see how we can safeguard this man.” “Agreed. that’ll work… Mike.” said Phillip. Phillip waited. we’ll both stay close to our computers. thinking gently of the primary factors involved. if we can do it without hurting the dentist. aren’t you? PD: How could you tell? JF: The tone of your voice on the phone.” JF: You there? PD: Yep.” “Great. What is it? PD: Do you remember a book I lent you years ago on intelligence and spycraft. and email the answer to us. how about giving the FBI some disinformation? JF: Sounds interesting.

and have Bari take care of the situation. Agreed so far? JF: Yes. once the FBI figures out that we’ve played them. And since the dentist is in Canada. and we also make the pledge to cover his risks. I think we have two objectives: 1. we’ll ask the dentist if he’ll go along with us on this. and will provide supplemental assistance if required. I hadn’t thought of that. There’s no way they’ll stop us before Gamma Central is done. I’m sure that Mike can put one of his people on it. PD: Good point. it might force him into a position where he has to choose between us and his professional oaths. ALSO: Bari has indicated that we can probably get the first batch of cases thrown out of court. I guess there’s not much worse they can do. and really go after whoever they can. Do we have someone who would do a good job of this? JF: Yeah. and that we were willing to throw money at the problem. OK. PD: True. but Bari shouldn’t be told of the disinformation.JF: All right. what would make you feel better about it all? JF: The fact that we would pay for all the legal fees. they’ll want to strike back all the harder. that might be all the better. Eliminate or reduce any evidence against the dentist. PD: I agree. JF: Great. but what if you were the dentist. but I’d really like to have enough time to develop it before we turn it loose. will the fact that we played them make that much of a difference? JF: No. JF: Sold. We should put some money in escrow. 2. This is sounding pretty good. On the other hand. but how do we do this? PD: Well. but we had better give them some guidance. PD: All right. involved chase. 119 . and hand off his or her existing chores to someone else. But the FBI will go after them tooth and nail anyway. perhaps not. PD: Now. here’s how I see it: If we keep the FBI off our track. if they started by going after technicians for treason. we have to have someone give this lots of thought. we’ll buy time. as to our disinformation. then I think we have our answer: We tell the dentist that we’ll pay all legal fees. One person should be assigned to this task. Lead the FBI on a long. which is the thing we really need.

Then.PD: All right… Bari and/or the legal people should find ways of taking what the FBI has looked at. So. PD: Why James. Mike is putting Bari on the case immediately. and we’re being careful with the FBI. one of your Free Souls – on the disinformation campaign full-time. I’ll send you an update later on. and if they don’t. Then. so they can decrypt all his files. There was a voice message waiting for Phillip in the morning. So. here’s the deal: The dentist has agreed to help us. we’re sending notes around to all our other customers on how to avoid these problems. Also. Make sense? JF: Yes. Sounds like he thinks it to be great fun. you do care. so long as we cover legal expenses. He’s not worried about the escrow account. and making it less useful for proving that the dentist did anything wrong. give the FBI some way of finding the doc’s PGP passphrase. Mike is also putting one of his guys – Richard. Whoever does this should read the books we talked about before (and others). we must (and I quote Vladimir Lenin) ‘give them what they want. they need to be oblivious that we’re on to them hacking the doc. we’ll let everyone know. but we’re setting it up anyway. The guy is handing-off his existing work today. That’s it. go to bed. we need to lead the FBI down an errant path. If we obsess. For example. “All right Phillip. have our programmers change some of the file info in the doc’s computer. yeah. we’re setting up a legal defense plan – like the old Home School Legal Defense Fund. Have him do his real business on-line from an Internet café.” ******* 120 . and if they ever get in trouble. Bye. you need your sleep. We can do this until the FBI realizes that they are being misled. Go to bed. we have to give them some fully verifiable (but only minorly damaging) information from time to time. Our tech guys figured out how the FBI got in. I’ll be in the office from about ten o’clock till noon. and it turns out to be poor security practices. “Let’s see if there is anything else… Oh yeah. I’ll copy this and send it to Mike. he’ll probably worry later. Everyone who wants to be included pays a small fee. Plant disinformation for them to uncover later. and give him slightly misleading information to run through his home computer. Call me later if you have any other ideas. and should spend full-time on this from tomorrow onward. To do this best. and will be full-time on espionage tomorrow. JF: Yeah. when they’re ready.’ Dangle something in front of them that they’ll be happy (but not too happy) to find. the fund covers their legal expenses. we win. so that it leads the FBI in the wrong (but not too wrong) direction. We need one smart and devious guy who obsesses on this.

sat on the couch next to each other.m. their families. with a woman he really loved relaxing with him. steady tears. She thought it was sweet – she always liked a man who would cook for her. kissed. She fell asleep. but that he was cheating her of his love… love that she had earned. James grabbed the bags from her. He was relaxed. satisfied actually. while James sat next to her on the kitchen counter.. The feeling of a woman you really care about in your arms… comfortable with you. and future. He began to cry gently. There was no noise. “This is good. he remembered. present. knowledgeable. just as he once wanted to spend it with Maggie. James noticed that he was alternating between admiring Frances’ thoughts and… the rest of her. “probably cathartic… I need to work through this. At first. and made her sit down in the kitchen while he cooked for her. and watched the world go by. She was so pleased to have a bright. The cuddled. James was felt very happy. They ate at Farber’s kitchen island. through James’ floor-to-ceiling windows above the city. The future parts were a bit charged. Thus far. Frances was taking Maggie’s place. Frances was becoming very comfortable with Jim. Of course there was nothing to be done about Maggie being gone. She realized that this was a man who she could really let herself love. They talked about Phillip and Julia. I’ve got an hour or two before Frances wakes up.” He knew that he wanted to spend his life with Frances. Then they moved into the living room. Frances washed the dishes. trusting you. and did some quick clean up to make sure the place was presentable. and he knew that she would want him to find another good woman. He didn’t feel like he was cheating on Maggie. with several bags of groceries and a laptop. checked the news. Frances slept contentedly. and how they were dancing around the subject. They kicked-off their shoes and Frances made herself comfortable. and sipped tea while James cooked. yet each had the grace to let the dance continue for a while. “Yes. just in case things went really well. Afterward. He double-checked his birth control stash. That bothered him. old friends. discussing past. I can think through all of it. good man to talk to. James was all right. Then.” he thought. but slow. James got an afghan from the hall closet to keep them warm. He couldn’t help thinking of Maggie. She felt relaxed and comfortable.Farber got home from the office. laying against James’ chest. and half a dozen other subjects. Both were thinking about their future with the other.” 121 . They each knew exactly what the other was thinking. and relaxed. Frances walked through the door at 2:30 p. but stepped around it for the moment. loving you.

He tried to remember everything that Phillip and Julia had told him after the accident.” “All right. He had not experienced this for so long that he had simply stopped thinking about it. James had dated and slept with a number of women since Maggie died.” escaped his mouth. I’ll be back in a few minutes. but then I love another woman more than her!” He was weeping now. rising in him.he almost spoke aloud. did you go see that lawyer. It was a feeling that he had many times. “What if I love Frances more than Maggie? What more could be done to her? And at my hand. but inner springs that those sights and touches opened up. This was different. feeling Frances’ body next to his. a woman he knew he could love. and give him the hundred bucks?” “Yeah. Laying on the couch. It was his libido that broke him. and the fear that she might love him. it was let out. Not only is she dead. This was not drawn out of him. and that he could spend some time with Morales. and could remember only the voice of his Father: “There’s no use pretending that it isn’t so.” Max went to make his rounds of the establishment. The excitement he felt was something deeper. That’s what prompted me to come in. how terribly. I’ll be back in a few minutes. not just a few good times. how’s it going John?” “I don’t know Max. but only recalled pieces. pictures rather than words. not by outer stimulation of beautiful sights and touches. the opening of a fountain. but he still felt that he was giving away Maggie’s property. terribly she was treated by life… Frances Marsden. who made him what he was. though I’m not sure why. of course he was aroused. Having to confront the crime of giving his love to another woman than Maggie.” “Okay kid. and Frances was beginning to awaken. it was the accident that cheated them both. What would he say? “Oh God. With Maggie… who was no longer the only woman he ever really loved. But it was the quality of it that was too much for him. many years ago. Maggie. “This is not an 122 . to make sure that everything was running well. He was thinking in concepts. which made it all the more clear. Now Frances was opening her eyes… in just seconds she would look at him and realize what was happening. He kept weeping. today. It all fell on him now: Losing Maggie. this whole situation rubs me the wrong way. who was cruelly removed from the best of their lives. and we can talk about this. not just a short time.” ******* “So. and they most certainly excited him sexually. and now replaced by another. He was desperate. But first. This was a woman that he really loved and wanted to share his life with.

offering it to Max. and to everyone in that alley. and kneel down. “All right you menaces. And just then. and as they began to pull him back to the alley. None dare test the reach of the tall policeman’s baton. The bullies caught Max just as he reached a busy commercial street. and hit one of the bullies in the back of the leg. sir… one or two years. Max did the only thing he could do – run. even frightening. you take my stick. The bullies were older and faster than him. Swing the stick. and followed them. “Now. back up against the wall.” There was a high fence on one side. “a test of principles. a huge Swedish policeman stepped out of a barber shop near the corner.” They complied. angry that he made them run so far.” Then h thought back to his first e experience with law and justice: He was a boy in Baltimore.” The policeman was very stern. His parents barely spoke English. with tremendous force. Justice must be done!” Max still didn’t move. “They stealing money from you child?” Max paused. On a lucky day they would only steal his lunch money.” Max took the baton. The bullies were slapping Max.” He glared at the bullies. but not malicious. “You do as I say or I’ll cripple you all!” The obeyed.” The three bullies against the wall now looked terrified. The boy screamed and fell to the ground. and the policeman forced them back to the corner.” he thought. and far meaner kids. and you hit this menace in the head with it. “You listen to me son.easy one. but sometimes he was far enough ahead to make the chase too much effort for the few coins he had in his pockets. We’ll see what we can do about this situation. and the policeman said. pulled his night stick. and you’ll always be his victim. all of you. he’ll keep doing this. if you don’t pay him back. “You stay right there lad. “Now son. or I’ll hit you myself!” 123 . older. in his own mind. unable to get up. “He held you down and beat you son. The policeman extended his baton. “Empty your pockets. The boy on the ground was beginning to crawl away. where they were held by the wall and the fence. turn around. and pulled his head backward. you come over here.” Max came. One day the usual bullies found him on his way home from school. slowly. They never really knew. The policeman walked over to the largest bully. He froze. Put it all down on the ground in front of you. stepped on one of his ankles.. “You look at me son! How long have they been taking your money?” “Along time.” “Well then. grabbed his hair. Max was getting up. “Son. and were working non-stop to get ahead. being chased around the neighborhood by bigger. the policeman came around the corner. and looked at his oppressors. He was judge and jury combined. again and again. but didn’t move toward the bully.

” he used to say. When animals like them hurt you.Max swung.” The further he rose in the ranks of the FBI.” Over the next few months. I’ll check on you from time to time. and the weakness that he had not let himself feel when the bullies abused him… it all began to rise back up inside of him.” The third time harder still. “Now this one son! Give the injury back to him!” Max struck twice. shaking. Half-justice at best. The pain. the fear. the more he was forced to do ‘law enforcement. Give it all back to them!” Max swung again. Max got up from the chair where he had inadvertently set down. son. the Swedish cop had threatened to cripple any of the bullies if he ever heard from Max again. very hard. the boy who was hit in the back of the leg limped for at least a year. “Give it all back to him son!” He swung again.” He paused. “What is your name son?” “Maxwell Kaminski. “You go to school around the corner?” “Yes. and then. Don’t let them destroy the world.’ “Law enforcement. sir. He hated to hear his business called ‘law enforcement. “Remember this son. tears of release pouring from his face. 124 .’ and the less real justice he could pursue. It wasn’t being saved by the policeman that drew Max into the justice business. The policeman threw the second one backwards. Do justice. it is for you to do.” Then the man looked directly into Max’s eyes.” “All right then son. The policeman watched Max’s face. As he did. You deserve justice. and was not afraid to see that it was done all the way. he began to feel his anger and humiliation surfacing. The bully was now bleeding and stunned. the third blow was a good one. it was because the policeman made sure that the victim was made whole. That standard of justice is what Max had always been after. “Finish up now. As it was. “is a cheap substitute for justice. take your money and go home. The policeman threw the bully backwards and stepped between the last two: One foot on each of their legs. and both heads pulled back. and took the baton back from Max. So he stayed as a field agent and learned to invest his money rather than taking the raises that came with promotions. The policeman threw the last one down. It’s not for someone else to do. “Now. and feeling a tremendous sense of both anxiety and relief. The man believed in justice all the way. finished his rounds. and went back to find Morales. this time with vengeance. Not only that the money was restored. he was at first horrified and afraid. “Again. but the victim’s sense of honor and worth. another two brutal shots to the head. Max learned that after he had left. and frequently much less. son.” Max was crying copiously. you hurt them back.

“I’m not really sure… At first they told us that these people were trying to bankrupt the government of the United States. Morales didn’t like the way Tim was y changing. He liked nice offices and free food. and thought of where this was leading. buy a drink once in a while!” Max went into the back office. Max made his way back to Morales via the kitchen. It wasn’t so much the quality of the food that he liked. Maybe they’re violating the tax code. “Where is the justice in this?” he said to himself. He was impressed by the way people deferred to Jones… b the way people feared him.” “Then why is Jonesy after them?” Morales looked up at Max with like a confused child looking to a parent for an answer. Listen. And for God’s sake. and Bari recognized it immediately.” This time there was no friendly banter between the two.” “No. I don’t blame you kid. you stay here. and didn’t trust anyone else he worked with. We’re hacking into normal people’s computers. The first is the issue of the warrants. Morales had thought again of what kind of trouble he could get into for talking about a case. but the fact that it was being provided to him for free. But that is ridiculous. normal working people with families and respectable jobs. In any event. These are not criminals in any normal sense of the word. I don’t like it Max. Tim Nickelson was growing to love special treatment. The other is that I don’t like what we’re doing. what’s going on?” “Lots of things.” “And what did he tell you next?” “Jones has me looking for what these people call ‘cracks in the matrix’ – any angle people can find to avoid government regulation. but they’re not really criminals. John. There are two real problems. Max was deadly serious. “All right son. he trusted Max. and digging through their financial data. He checked on his operations.” he thought. Not even Timothy any more. like we talked about before. “Where is the damage. and how can it be corrected?” 125 . they are evading some of their income tax.While waiting for Max. although he was having a hard time saying exactly why. at worst. “But I may get in a pile of trouble anyway. Max. Now I don’t mind doing that for a thief or a drug dealer. too. but these are truck drivers and dentists.” “Yeah. I think so. I’ve got a lot more things to talk to you about… Good… Ciao.” “That’s pretty scary. why don’t you come by here in two or three hours. and called Bari. I’ll be back in a little while. Jones wants me to catalog every way of avoiding regulation that currently exists in the United States. “Tony? Listen.

and hacked your way in. Then there was the question of the people who were avoiding taxation.Max decided that. But he did want to analyze it slowly. Right?” “Yes. Aside from that.” Max was still unsure of where Jones’ investigation was leading. most of them have good enough computer security that I can’t read their stuff. And immediately after. “They don’t hurt anyone. I don’t know where Jones is going with all of this. and wrote on it “Why is non-payment of taxes evil?” It would be too difficult for him to figure out now. he’d have to wait for a quiet time. “Where is the harm?” Max asked himself. I’ve done the same thing… just not as well. but it’s starting to smell pretty bad to me. they’re mostly straight arrows. On one hand. service to the country that supported and saved you. If anything went wrong. Just then the phrase “there are things that you do not question” jumped into his mind. and to make sure that it doesn’t happen again. he would be made into the patsy. “Listen John. And I could tell that they were running their businesses half on the books.” The reasoning began to get difficult and slow now. and where this would lead. it’s way over the edge. damage was being done to Morales. I can’t quite prove that all of them are. and half off.” “These are the people you used the warrants for. anything else they did wrong?” “No.” 126 . he remembered something Bari had told him years ago: “When someone would rather that you didn’t think too deeply.” Max took a note pad from his pocket. Jones is going for blood. paying was your duty. the investigation. and it was becoming increasingly likely that things would eventually blow up. that’s wrong.” “All right. beware. Anyway. and would take the fall for the bureau. he’s trying to find any way of avoiding regulation. your obligation. but it’s all but certain. This was a decent kid who was being thrown into the middle of something that was simply beyond him. first of all. but he was sure that he didn’t like it. “Okay. Max understood wanting to avoid taxation… who didn’t? On the other… the rules were that everybody had to pay… not paying was supposed to be the same as stealing from others. and sat next to Morales. and I got into their records. is Jones’ response to this appropriate? No. assuming that tax evasion is bad. and sealing the lid. but they aren’t putting the required money into the government’s hands… maybe a little harm… they want to keep their money in their own hands… Hell. What else can you tell me?” “Well. He headed back to Morales. That is wrong… that’s not just eliminating harm… that’s pushing everyone into a big box. An appropriate response would be to correct the damage. Jones was playing fast and loose with the rules. but on the way he wanted to complete his thinking of the subject of Jones. but a few of them were negligent. He walked up to the bar. There’s something wrong somewhere. But why? How? There seemed nowhere to go with the thought. I found other people who have been communicating through this secret system. Then.

whose idea was that?” “I’m pretty sure it was the guys from Washington. The first charge they brought against those European guys was treason. “Listen kid. Max knew something was stirring in him.” “Really?” “Yeah.” Max sat still for what seemed like minutes. aside from warning me that I’d go to jail if I said anything.” “Jesus! My father did half his business off the books! So do half the restaurants in LA! Why does Jones want these guys so bad?” “It’s the big bosses in Washington. It’s just that I was going through some of that today. I understand Jones.” “Yes. let me ask you a question. if this is too sensitive. but it will still stand. and that they wanted to find some of the people doing it. He thought. He’s enjoying being an important man.” “Yes. but I think there are thousands of them. and to make examples of them.” “I see… they want to catch these regular people.” “Yeah. so they can string them up and disembowel them in public. but he likes it too.” “So the National Security Agency is pushing Jones. Why is the bureau so hot on this? Why isn’t the IRS handling this?” “John. What else did the NSA say?” “Well. I think so… All right.” “John. Jones wants to impress them. Now I won’t tell you that again.” “Uh. and that now people were beginning to do business privately over the Net… that they weren’t able to track them well. Max. I haven’t mentioned this before. “Regular people cheating on their taxes. He froze for too long. remember that I don’t want to hear it. how many people are doing this secret business thing?” Morales paused. no.” “Whoa! That’s a big deal. and they’re actually finding account imbalances.” “And you found what?” “I can’t be entirely sure yet.“And Jones is putting several agents on this case full-time?” “Yeah. wondering how Max had come to that particular question. don’t worry about it. but I want you to know… The NSA thinks that this is widespread.” 127 . the guy just said that they’ve been worried about the Internet since it became popular.

He had done that once or twice.” “And that’s what really bothers you. don’t worry about it.” “Thanks.” Morales looked a bit sad and concerned. they stayed on the case until I got them out of it… then they thanked me and paid me.” “You mean that if I tear into the FBI’s case. “Tony. And these were not executives in trouble. they ask intelligent questions and give intelligent answers… and when their employees were in trouble. “All right Max.” “You know what John? I like you.” 128 .” Bari stopped and thought for a minute… to talk too much about them would violate his professional oaths. there’s getting to be a list of innocents who stand to get hurt here!” “Tony. we’ve got a real problem here. I got stuck talking to an old client after the opera.” “Jesus. but he didn’t want to rush into it. they were low-level employees. Sorry. Why don’t you go back to my office and pour yourself a glass of Cognac. and came back to the office.” “Well.” “Ah. They tell me the truth. Max.” Max finished his work errands. “Hey. Why don’t you start by telling me about your clients. took a sip. Pour one for me too. I’ll tell you something kid: The more we talk.” ******* Bari made his way into Max’s at about midnight. I’ll tell you this: I like these guys. that these people will be punished far beyond their guilt? And that you will be responsible for fingering them?” “Yes. and leaned back in his chair. I thought you weren’t going to come. “Well. I’ll be back in a minute. This thing is bigger than I thought it was… and this kid could get in some serious trouble if you do your job well. These guys have honor. At least that’s what I’m worried about. He picked up his Cognac. they’ll pin it all on this kid?” “Yeah. the ones a lot of organizations consider expendable.“Yes. the less likely those people are to be publicly crucified. I don’t know how we’re going to deal with this correctly.

But are they a bank? Not exactly. All right. people would have gone crazy over such an intrusion. again leaned back and sipped his Cognac. but they told me that they ran a private marketplace. and we accept it as normal. no. you do agree to help my friend if he gets in trouble?” “The young agent? Certainly!” “Okay… first of all it is the NSA that is driving this. It’s certainly no violation of the basic laws. We’re used to this. But first. “Ah Max. is that illegal?” Bari laughed. and they reserve the right to change any transaction they want to. they can look into any bank records at any time. and have been looking for financial imbalances caused by Internet commerce. and they’re tracing it to your clients. Apparently they have found some. They’ve apparently been worried about the Internet since it began. that would be illegal.” “And what about the people using them? Doing business privately. but a hundred and fifty years ago. if you classify these guys as a financial institution. who had been leaning forward and listening intently. a private market is a place where people do business with no one else knowing. let me tell you what I know. these guys have made a marketplace where only the people involved know the details. and scare everyone else away from your clients’ services.” “So. Private commerce – no one snooping on your business. Now. “By the way Tony. that’s what I thought. “Same thing! No. they’re going Stalin on us?” “I’m afraid so. it’s not technically illegal. They make everyone give reports. but if you don’t tell the government about what you do in a private market. And the fact that the government can’t verify how much business you did means that they’d never believe you. they want to find a few normal people to make examples of. is that one or more governments are always looking into every business transaction. The way things have always been for us. how exactly are your guys doing this?” “I’m not sure of the technicalities.” 129 . it gets murky.” “And is that illegal?” “That’s a good question. stupid you are not. how about explaining a ‘private market’ to a guy like me with no college?” Bari laughed. this is probably not directly against the law.” Both men sat in their chairs and sipped their drinks for a few minutes. For instance. then they are in violation of many financial regulations. Anyway.” “All right. but it would be a cinch to make them sound like criminals. They’d always be coming after you for taxes that you might have cheated on. So. “Yeah. Anyway.Max. But beyond that.

How much harm does that cause? Some good comes from using the private market.” Max looked shocked. “I mean. He started writing on a pad of paper: boxes. notes. Chart the facts. In particular they mentioned doctors who retire on paper. If not. very carefully. and see what they have to say. he should be for his own safety!” “Well. How much harm is done when a lot of people don’t pay the IRS? Does the harm offset the good?” He looked up at Bari for an answer. Let me know as soon as you have an answer. We asked him why. and the injustice of what could happen to him for treating patients – for healing people – outside of the system. and make notes. I’m not sure about the private market part of it. But they also said that most of their customers aren’t using the private market only to avoid taxes. and he said that all of the paperwork made his life miserable. they said that taxes were an issue between their customers and their governments – that they weren’t going to get in the middle. They told me that some of their customers were avoiding taxes. and lists on second and third sheets. if he’s not in that private market. and then the look of an impartial inquisitor. then your boys are heroes. as if something frightening had just occurred to him. He had developed this method of analysis over years of solving criminal cases… get to the fundamental. But several times I’ve seen patients going in or out of his house. that’s what my clients tell me. “Shit! I think my brother in law does that!” Bari sat still and waited for Max to continue. but this guy retired at sixtyfive. build the entire situation. Also. we have to find that out. “Okay. but that they didn’t consider it their business. draw lines connecting ideas or events. Then a look of resolution passed over his face. If the benefit is greater. thinking about his brother-in-law. and very slowly. let me present it to them.” “Well. “Max. Jesus.” 130 . But what about the problem of taxes? Obviously taxes are reduced by using the private market. in cases like my brother in law’s. slowly. they need to shut down.” Max sat still for a moment more. that the malpractice insurance was insane. and that all of the regulations made it difficult to treat his patients properly. Max. resolved that this type of thing is not inherently unjust. So he quit. Essentially. As far as I am concerned.” “All right then.“And what about taxes?” “I asked them about that. but continue to do business with patients through the private marketplace. I don’t know. go through them one by one.” “Done deal. Max thought slowly and metic ulously. even though he loved practicing medicine and was really good at it. primary facts or forces involved. that is the pivotal factor. lines.

I thought maybe you were thinking about using me in some type of strategy. Frances had. “this is the time when I have to solve this.” “Yeah. “This has to be about Maggie. just a situational one. you listen to me. you thought about me… replacing Maggie?” He nodded and cried. actually. “There’s no use pretending it isn’t so. and this has affected him for a long time. do you know why I cut the first interview short? It was because I decided I was right about you. “All right Frances. but he felt it anyway. Why do you think I gave you that interview? Sure. here’s the full truth…” He breathed deeply once more. But me doing what? Being what?” “I was pretty sure that you were the girl I was looking for.” As soon as 131 . and for the first time in years. it might doom our relationship. I wondered why at first. a well-known tough-guy businessman.” she thought. Here he was. and I’m another. Again.” she had reasoned. Frances again got her determined look. “but he’s an awfully strong man. Now she knew what she had to do. and resigned himself to telling all. listen to me. it had to have been horrible. and sobbed. “I hadn’t been hurt by thinking of Maggie for a long time. “Jim.” Frances’ first emotion was relief. you’re a good reporter.” “All right. crying in a woman’s arms. This is where and when my future with this man turns. I cried again. until I became interested in you. But he didn’t feel it strongly enough to ruin his life for it. and listen very carefully. I don’t want to replace Maggie. “Jim. “When you became sure of it. this is about Maggie. “Of course. that was good news.” “James.” He started to breathe deeply and slowly.” she thought. James. and the second interview here in your apartment convinced me that the interview was a way to get to me. She was one part of your life. But the meeting at your office convinced me that you were not being nefarious. If the sadness had stopped for several years.” “Well. Farber felt embarrassed to tell her. and felt a bit better. but interviews are not good for me personally. and to calm down. since their conversation after the dinner with Phillip and Julia. been trying to understand how the loss of Maggie affected James. at least in general terms. he remembered his dad. but when I became sure of it…” His voice trailed off. and damn the consequences. I was flattered. It meant that Jim didn’t have a chronic problem. isn’t it?” He nodded. Phillip had told him a hundred times that such ideas were harmful.******* “Oh my God. If I don’t get a handle on this right away. that means that this is all related to me. or my business. We have to solve this now. “James. I agreed to the interview because I wanted to meet you. I can’t replace Maggie. Tell me what’s bothering you. what’s wrong?” Farber involuntarily hugged Frances.

when the second child was born.the words had left her mouth. Then he stopped. on its way to her tongue. got him a wet rag from the bathroom. My brother has three children. “You’re right. “And as far as you loving me more – that is certainly possible. “These. or a concert. Jim. Julia suggested that I write her a goodbye letter. Jim?” “Well.” James agreed. I guess I really am that far committed. “I have no idea what you are talking about. I want you to do something for me. I expect that your capacity for love has increased since then.” “I know. It seemed to fall out of the ether and pass swiftly through her mind. She said that she loved her daughter so much that she didn’t think she’d have any love left to give to the second child. He stopped crying. I wouldn’t want you to stop loving Maggie. What worse could happen to her?” Where her next statement came from Frances didn’t know.” He hugged her tightly. and sat down across from him. you are a much more mature man than you were at age nineteen when you fell in love with Maggie. I haven’t written one in a while. putting photo albums and papers on the dining room table. After all. after deciding not to wonder about where her ideas had come from until she had extra time. and began. you’ll love me in addition to Maggie. “It’s that I am afraid that I’ll love you more than I loved her. and stood still. Farber was almost back to normal. and his wife told me how afraid she was when they were having their second. “Well. and it made me feel better.” “What?” “I want to get to know Maggie. “I need to understand him and Maggie.” She gave him a confused look. she loved that one just as much. So.” She sat with him for a few more minutes. Give me a few hours alone to do this.” was all he said. “Now. with her love for the first remaining unchanged.” thought Frances. and spoke with great pain in his voice.” he said. and I was so broken up. “… It’s…” He breathed deeply again. It was certainly nothing she had ever thought of previously. “But…” She waited. You’ve got photo albums. I might as well give it all to you. “Jim. “What is it. It seemed like a good idea. It’ll be that way for you. as if to say. I don’t have to take anything away from her.” “All right. letters. slowly. and things like that. save that he was emotionally spent.” He walked back into the bedroom. or something. and emerged with a file folder. “Jim.” James replied.” Farber was stunned. When Maggie first died. “are the really important ones. turned on the lights. I just want you to love me also. And then. and looked thoughtfully into the distance. but if you want to understand this whole 132 . I wrote more. then got up from the sofa. she thought to herself. don’t you?” “Yes. and I want you to go see a movie. I want you to get them out for me.

” she thought out loud. then maybe to a movie. sat down. She walked over to see if it needed any attention. attending events. James. 133 . and started looking at photos. The deal-makers had either been shut-down or brought into the system. There were only one or two photos from the time of the funeral.” Frances looked worried. and saw that there was an instant message from Phillip Donson. it was not just a companion and lover. A young woman – a fine young woman – cut down at the most vital time of her life. “when she died. This is Frances. She thought that she would much rather have been in Maggie’s place than working her newspaper beat in Wilmington. the computer screen on the other side of the room came on. and so on. really. working at desks piled high with papers. which might give her some insight regarding Maggie.thing. he was well-known in the banking business. “Listen. moving into a house. It was a time of conformity. “No. and she thought this might be going too far. After an hour of reading. playing tennis. It’s okay. I’ll probably go eat somewhere. she understood what she was getting into. and being different was frowned upon in the business world. the road trip. watching television with friends. was still a young man. The canceled checks and other papers indicated that his parents stepped in a handled almost everything for him for a nd while. I’ll call you before I come back. James isn’t here. the picture began to come into focus: Maggie was the free spirit that encouraged James to not be afraid. Now. it was his spirit of courage that died. She had been looking for glimpses into their lives together. it’s okay. He wanted to be a deal-maker like his grandfather. apparently it had been on some sort of sleep-cycle. Then she found the obituary. and looked down on the city for a few minutes. She recognized his father’s name. and she was reasonably sure she could handle it. but the world had changed and Grandpa’s free-wheeling world had now been regulated. The photos showed two happy young people doing all the things that young lovers do: The wedding. I wouldn’t show it to you. walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Maggie gave him the courage to do what he really wanted to do. for all his knowledge and energy. including the ones James wrote after her death. If there were anything in here that Maggie would be embarrassed about. and was reluctant to fly in the face of the rest of the world. Then she poured herself a glass of wine. JF: Hi Phillip.” She looked relieved. She separated out the notes. and it was obvious that he was leaning on his father for physical support. James looked hollow. I’m going to go now.” She kissed him and saw him out the door. but this was really personal. She went to the table. you should read them. Just then.” Frances was satisfied that she had at last understood the unusual part of James’ loss. “So. and to do what he thought was right. It really was a tragedy. Watching life go on.

but she was exactly what he needed at the time. they don’t. First is this: It is not grinding difficulties and long endurance that break men. Make sense? Do you agree? PD: Wow.) Secondly. they can recover just fine. are you familiar with childhood trauma. PD: Well. But first. I am talking about a sort of dependence. but a muse and courage. follow me here. when she was gone. I’ve decided that Maggie gave him the confidence and encouragement he needed to pursue his dreams. and why it hurt him so badly. Maggie (who I met. An utter shock. If it’s not too bad. and it took him a while to recover from it because he lost not only a wife. Even if it takes torture. there is almost always a deep emotional link between a man and the significant woman in his life. It is the unexpected that breaks men’s spirits. (If it is something really horrible. Yes. Anyway. and it made her feel great to bring Jim’s abilities to life. and everyone has a breaking point of one sort or another. (Most of us are lucky enough never to reach it. I think. Make sense thus far? JF: Yes. in the rush of action. I’m impressed. like in Jim’s case. Continue. PD: OK. Certainly Maggie – so alive – could never have been expected to die in her twenties. Agree? JF: I think so. this is fortuitous timing. I’m not talking about love here. I’d like to talk to you about James. here’s my concern: I’m trying to understand the loss of Maggie. you’re mostly correct.) Humans are strong. Still with me? JF: No. Now. it was her natural gift.PD: Hi Frances! What’s news? JF: Listen. but not infinitely strong. Maybe more than he needed in some ways. Phillip. am I correct that you guys are getting serious? JF: Yeah. Really serious. The unexpected is always tough. Anything else? PD: Let’s see… yes. It was easy for him to lean on that. Too much. Is that OK? PD: Sure. And that when she died. She didn’t have Jim’s enormous capacities. JF: What do you mean “more than he needed?” PD: All right. not completely. Her sense of living was contagious. the loss was even greater. but didn’t know all that well) was very bright and alive. Jim kept leaning on Maggie. 134 . two things. and James took it in happily. and how it affects people? JF: Not very well. So. everyone can be somehow broken. And she was pleased to have him lean on it. and let me know if it makes sense: Maggie sort of super-charged James. he wondered if he could do it on his own.

not a clear idea. who had gone through this type of conversation before. JF: Phillip. usually her mother or best friend. but we don’t put it into words. Eventually I figured it out. as an infant. JF: Well. the effect remains. :) JF: Seriously. and does everything. JF: Hey before I go. when something reminds us of the original trauma later. and that they’ll die. I don’t think Jim ever had the jealousy problem. but this kind of dependence on the significant woman became a harsh problem when Maggie died. When something traumatic affects us emotionally as infants (before we learn to speak well). For whatever reason. How? PD: Well. but for years I wondered why it bothered me the way it had. how do you know all this stuff? PD: I obsess. It really bent me out of shape.) This seems to affect women by making them overly dependent on the most important women in their lives. it’s just what I do. It more or less remains as a feeling only. but being male. PD: Well. how do you think the fear of losing Mom thing affects women? PD: You know. and didn’t come back when she said she would. Phillip. (Which is important in some things. I don’t have any personal experience to go on.PD: There is a peculiar thing that happens to us. I noticed this in myself not too long after Julia and I were married. This is the irrational (and frequently the driving) element of male jealousy. this being one of them. It doesn’t seem to be as strong in women as in men. it has been helpful. waited. Good so far? JF: Uh huh. your mother is everything. we get a strong feeling. She is the source. probably the number one early trauma is fear of mother abandonment. PD: Thanks. There was not an immediate response. Anyway. She went out. So. I’ve thought about that. After all. 135 . worried that Mom won’t come back (they don’t know where she goes or what she does). It is very easy for an infant to feel abandoned. This conditions males to over-dependence on the most important woman in their life (usually the wife). I’ve always been obsessed with finding out what is real and right. but don’t really understand why.

and I want you to know that I appreciate it. JF: Maybe so. I think that in many ways. I’m very sorry that you were cheated out of a long life with Jim. JF: All right. I hope that I. and I can see how very important you were in his life. I always wanted a man capable of that sort of love. but she wanted to make it a bit more certain. From the letters Jim showed me. One more random thought: This effect probably gives a lot of Catholics their strong emotional ties to their religion. I hope that you would agree. Virgin Mary stuff. See ya. and I am in love with Jim. and knew why Maggie was important to him. she began to think about what to do next with James. I’ll let you know if I come up with any grand conclusions on the subject. I want you to know that he still loves you very much. I have been trying to understand your relationship with Jim. I’ll be thrilled with a few good clues. She looked at the papers on the table and got an idea. “now that I’ve read your letters. and the parts you played in each others lives. and I hope you’d be glad to see Jim and I getting together. It seems to me that you were 136 . Actually. I realize that I am gathering fruit from seeds that you planted. I am very glad that I found him. and let her conversation with Phillip sink into her mind. thinking of nothing in particular. PD: (Laughing) Heck. and that I am not threatened by that. can plant seeds in Jim that will bear fruit.although that may just be my lack of female experience. don’t worry about grand conclusions. Then. This man loves deeply and sincerely. and I have found few. She stood for several minutes. “Very well. too. My name is Frances Marsden. and he sat down to read. Thank you. I have one for you to read. I’ll pass along any clues I stumble upon. and walked back to the window. She thought that everything would probably be all right now. The page read as follows: Hello Maggie. Bye. An hour and a half later. I think I should introduce myself. Frances asked him how he felt. I want that. PD: Thanks. but that having happened. You’ve been gone ten years now. and he said that he felt a lot better.” she said. James walked in the door. Frances got up from the computer. it is something that I like. you made him what he is today.” She handed him a piece of paper. She understood him now.

Since then. and she his. From what I know of you Maggie. “This is beautiful. I’ll very much look forward to meeting you. They’ve had a hard time getting into most of their computers.” Jim rose up from the couch. He looked up at Frances and said. because while I can provide some wind for his sails. (And I’ll presume they’ll have the spouse situation worked out there. This time. Phillip tells me that you were naturally gifted that way. I really like you. I have more information for you.” She felt like her insides had turned to liquid. so I want to promise you something very seriously: I will always take good care of him. Frances Farber was crying again. but have found a few that didn’t see to their 137 . Losing that was very hard on Jim. The FBI is only their tool to get to you. to show you my love. I don’t think I have the natural gift for it that you did.” he said. he had much of his usual strength back. not of being worried or torn. “I want to love you. a great man… a man whose soul I have just healed. I’m pretty sure that Jim and I will be together for a long time. She nearly went limp as he laid her on his bed. but I’ll do it for your sake also. “This is special. I love you very much. he has learned to make his own wind. Since returning.” ******* Michael. I’m sure we’ll have disagreements.” she vaguely thought to herself. it is not really the FBI that is behind this. And I know how much you loved Jim. “may be the purest. took Frances’ hand and led her into the bedroom.) Your friend. but I will always treat him well. “This. highest moment of love anyone ever has… here I am making love with a good man. it is the NSA. It’s one of the greatest things I’ve ever read.” He turned and kissed her deeply and passionately as they stopped next to the bed. I think I owe it to you. “not only for pleasure. Here is what is going on: The FBI has several agents tracking your customers.frequently the wind in Jim’s sails. I would do that anyway. He slowly began removing her clothes. but it was different this time. and also need some from you: First of all. which is good. but for love. If there is an afterlife. the tears were of appreciation and love.

which I’d like you to answer. Michael re-read Bari’s note. And I can understand your concern that we could be doing more harm than good. and that they are doing some of their business off of the books in your markets. of the NSA. and especially the question. and was beginning to distribute a program that would warn the users and them of every such hack attempted by the FBI. I have an old. so they can scare other people into staying in line. That is a fair question. I’m very pleased that you understood our position on taxes: That they are the concern of our users. He quickly wrote to the other members of the group about what Bari had told him.security very well. Bari. once more. printed a copy to review. So. I guess I’ll deal with taxes. They want to find a few of your people. We’d like to hear your thoughts on the subject.” he muttered. Bari Michael read the note. Also.’ a significant portion of it has to be written-off right 138 . That being said. one of the programmers had figured out how the FBI got into the dentist’s computer. I especially don’t like the idea of them publicly crucifying some basically honest people. “All right. in tallying ‘damage. and make public examples of them. “Dear Lord… the same one they always ask. both he and I have a concern. and people about to be made public examples. it matters to me that your cause is just. Please indulge me: Even though it is not the purpose of your service to interfere with taxation. They verify your statement that these are just normal people. I’ll be honest with you and tell you that I don’t like what the NSA and FBI are doing. The NSA is very concerned about people avoiding taxes via the Internet. Warning notes were sent out. but we are concerned that the good may be offset by harm from reduced taxes. There are so many answers to your question that I hardly know where to start. Here’s one quick thought before I really get into it: Most of the people who use our service to avoid taxation would be doing so with or without us. you are correct that a number of our customers avoid taxation through the use of our service. But as someone who is gathering information for you. without letting the hacker know that he was noticed. and grimaced. it is used to that end. We don’t have any say in whether they pay or not. and sat down at his terminal. trusted friend who is helping me with this case. and deleted it.” He sighed. We are convinced that your service does some good. This really means nothing to me as your attorney.

There are a great many reasons to oppose taxation. How about if I convince ten others that it is a good idea? (You still answer ‘No’. onto the meat of the subject: It is difficult to discuss taxes. discussion ceases. Living under a taxing state is servitude. and a bomb thrower. The problem is that most people consider them to be a force of nature – a thing whose basic existence is not to be questioned. weapons are involved. None of the arguments for the morality of taxation stand up to real scrutiny. (I have no good way of knowing what that percentage might be. For me personally. and so on). by what right does a government do so? My point is this: The collection of taxes is not moral. My doctoral thesis was on psychological damage caused by living in servitude. We have all been so conditioned to accept the status quo. it involves coercion and intimidation: things that are rightly branded as evil if a person does them to his neighbor. and I take my discipline seriously. ‘No’. This I can prove empirically. an extremist. and they would not want to be on the side that opposes them. He argues that humanity would do far better without it. but once you question the morality of taxes themselves. At some point in every taxation process. The short exposition is this: Do I have the right to come to your house and take your property? You answer. We can argue in polite company about the details of taxation (what are the right percentages for income tax. I am a psychologist by trade. This fact intimidates people into paying. I know how a life of servitude damages the human psyche. 139 .from the start. that is why I oppose taxation – it is bad for people. and it is seriously damaging to human health and function. taking money out of the most productive hands. and that taxation slows the true engine of progress. and he opposes taxation because it is incredibly inefficient. and placing it in the hands of people who produce nothing. and you are branded as a radical. But the crucial first issue is the ability to honestly consider the subject. but I do suspect that it is quite significant.) Then why does it become ‘moral’ when I convince a majority of the people in your town to take your stuff? And if I do not have the moral right to loot you.) Now. I have a friend who is an economist. that thinking outside those limits automatically seems bad. My friend the philosopher says that anything involuntary is contrary to the best interests of mankind. Ultimately people give in because the rulers are the ones with all the power. individual human energy. All taxes involve the threat or use of force.

more importantly. on a commercial flight this time. Emilio’s cousin Julio was now working there daily.” The three men walked through the lab. Please let me know if you have any further questions. ******* For Mordecai.” He printed out the text and faxed it to Max. he understood why it worked. we’ll have a place for our customers to make donations to various causes. a few hours before Mordecai was scheduled to leave for the airport. and said quietly but intensely. It was now rush hour. “Damn these guys are good. we’ll do our best to see that innocent people are not hurt. They went out for a late lunch and dropped Mordecai at LaGuardia. Work at the lab was progressing very well. people would still find ways to purchase the things that mattered to them. and wish to avoid it. observing everything he did and continually asking “why?” By the end of the four days. We will then direct the funds to the appropriate places. Dimitrios introduced Mordecai and McCoy to each other. shook his head. We are aware of this. and pulling a lot of money out of the system could cause problems.” and McCoy as his “business partner. the young near-doctor. describing Mordecai as his “prospective associate. smiled. and why it was important. and they were producing over a hundred treatments worth of UBV-1 substrate per week. (Which is one of the effects of living in servitude that I analyzed in my thesis.) Now. but they’ve got their act together. He followed George around like a puppy dog. roads. the four days he spent in the New York lab were wonderful. and discussed every piece of equipment in detail.” 140 . these three things scare the hell out of them. George. He read the note. But as soon as people think about eliminating taxation. including firemen. and police protection. in the next version of our software. Not sure whether I completely agree. the world is arranged around taxation. which they decided to put in the refrigerator. “Well. and give to them the next day. And thank you for the new information. but. he not only understood the Breakers technology. I think you have a bright young assistant. and traffic was difficult. So. McCoy showed up on the fourth day. They had gotten a bag of extra food for Emilio and Julio. Dr. and they refuse to think about it any further. They decided simply to head back to the apartment in Manhattan. Michael Bari found Michael’s note waiting for him when he turned on his computer the next morning. as right as we may be about this.If all taxes were ended.

” 141 .” “Well. honest.” “You think so?” “Oh. He liked his sense of humor. in their eyes. Phillip is a really unusual bird. He’s really excited to work with an experienced man like you. you’ve made it. that’s understandable. “By the way. Bill. I really like this kid. and we pretend that it was accidental so it doesn’t smell of charity.” “All right. and tilted his head. such as husband and wife arguing over which house would be a better buy. with finances. It’s like a little legal fiction. whatever. I’ve got a question to ask you. “Yeah. Be careful when it comes to family issues. but let’s make sure we factor that into the equation.” “Thank you.” “I’ll make sure that he gets the degree. We didn’t discuss that. if it’s not too personal.” “That’s great. they’ll probably start asking you for advice on their personal lives.” “Yes it is. and bore an expression that said “What is this going to be?” “All right.’ What is that you do?” McCoy laughed heartily and noticed that they were pulling up to the apartment’s parking garage. Those things are far too complex to analyze well. Help them with business. He decided that McCoy was bright and well-read. McCoy’s question seemed to have no relation to his. He’s eager. ask on. absolutely.” Dr. “I try to over-buy things. but let’s not let him forget about his degree. I think so. and respected his kindness to his employees. Listen.” “Okay. Stay away from those. And he would. once in a while I like a good cigar. do you ever smoke a cigar?” Dimitrios was momentarily shocked. and they’re just new arrivals. h Eventually.” McCoy smiled. I understand Farber pretty well. But stay away from family and love. Bill. and give them the extra. though not quite as polished as Phillip and Farber. But I don’t understand you. That’s a tough combination to beat. you know. he’s a financier. George. I get them things. and curious. I t ink these guys will respond very well to kindness. George. as if to request details.” “McCoy pulled his head back just a bit. But will working for you jeopardize his medical degree?” “I’m not sure. I’ll remember that.“You know. but I’ve known him for decades. and they always come back to haunt you. George. You seem to be a very decent man. I’ve been looking out for Emilio and Julio. Dimitrios was now beginning to get comfortable with McCoy. but the only descriptions I’ve ever heard of you was ‘an old pirate. Bill. and mostly understand him too. “George. very well informed.

decent childhood. McCoy guessed what he was thinking and continued. but the reality of what I did was quite different. “Your friend Phillip used to joke around and call me Mr. I went into the Royal Air Force and spent a few years there. were not. Good parents. and we can take a nice walk around midtown. I did learn a hell of a lot about smuggling and international finance. He had lived in London for a year or two. and I’ll run into the tobacco shop and get us a couple of good ones. genuine fake Cubans. two things happened to me. Eventually. “Here you go my friend. A couple of minor scrapes in Northern Ireland. not too much. and worked a bit of drug interdiction. just after London. washed up quickly.” “So. They were reasonably good. drop me off right here. He was a bit of a smuggler himself. so we talked a lot about smuggling. however. I was raised on the outskirts of Birmingham. When I was done with school. The officers liked some of my inventive ideas. and headed up 54th Street. Bond. this was sounding like James Bond. which is a large. They lit them up anyway. First I ran into Tino.” “How did you meet Tino?” “We met in a bar in Amsterdam and hit it off. understanding that the “Cuban” cigars sold in New York. how did a British military man ever meet up with Phillip and Farber?” “Well. the covert service. and he told me his. so we had a lot to talk about. I was offered a position with the British Home Office. I actually met some of the smugglers I was tracking. To shorten a long story. I kept track of shipments. parked the car.” “Whoa. and met McCoy back in front of the building. but not real Cubans. I told him my secrets. and have little or no skills for dealing with force. but not any of my concern. before I was given the chance to join the SAS. industrial city. after I left the SAS. but not the stuff of spy novels. “No. took the food up to the apartment. We just agreed to stay off of each other’s territory.” George was getting more impressed all the time.” “In what way different?” “There wasn’t really much cloak-and-dagger stuff. but not like some of the lads.” 142 . tracking down smugglers. so you saw real action?” George was impressed in the way that a lot of intellectuals are: they know that the world is a frequently violent place. I tried to track down the bank accounts of gun smugglers for the IRA. and that they have trained themselves for pursuits of the mind only.” “A real odd couple.“All right then. “All right then. and grouped me with some of the men from MI5. and I’ll explain myself to you. I was essentially a logistics expert.” George laughed. It was quite interesting work. let me tell you about myself. the British Special Forces.” George agreed. The second largest in England. and secondly.

that was not my job. “Sorry. “I went into smuggling. and were trying anything they could to rise above a meaningless existence. but I wanted to get out of there. and stood a bit more erect. and McCoy flashed him the mischievous grin of a man who’s really good at it. even before I left the home office. and then embarrassed at his thoughts accusing Bill of dealing drugs. Dimitrios immediately thought of drugs.” Dr. I left them alone. shipping some fancy wine to people in Asia? Beside. “By rewarding. I never could bring myself to arrest them. I still do a little bit of that. I wasn’t really prepared for much else. and I really would appreciate it if you didn’t broadcast it all over the borough of Manhattan. McCoy observed his distraction. had a fairly good idea of what was going on in George’s thoughts.” 143 . and having been through this conversation more than once prior. but I’ve found much more rewarding variations. I didn’t find them to be worthy of prison.” “Anyway. “Then tell me Bill. what did you do after you left the Home Office?” McCoy slowed his pace.” George spoke very quietly this time. it was knowledge that I had at the ready. They were mostly people who had been a bit battered by life.” George was relieved. that would be certain. After a career like mine. when I finally tracked down some of these smugglers. I found that they were really just trying to make a living. and what damage was he doing.” George looked lost. my first job was for Tino. But getting to the second point.” “What!? You? A smuggler?” “Well. Hell. I got sick of it and prepared to quit.” “Don’t worry over it. and I needed the money. I didn’t really have anything else in mind. and how is it rewarding?” “I help people find freedom. what are you doing. Regardless of the rules. “So. George looked at him inquiringly.” “So. that would certainly be rewarding. Now.McCoy laughed. I’m not talking about drug smugglers. and gasoline. I mean personally rewarding more than financially… although I do make some fairly decent money at my trade. Not at all.” He gave George a wry smile. cigarettes. “I’ll bet that doesn’t paint a very good picture for you. I was getting ready to quit. After all. “Yes. does it?” “No. He offered me 10% of his contract if I would tell him how to get a shipment through customs. Eventually. I’m talking about people who smuggled liquor. is that what you still do now?” “No. a smuggling consultant actually. So.

their lives are their own and it is not for me to save them from what they choose. it’s everywhere. “Well. and he said that things were going well. Growing up. If you actually look for it. a look of determination and outrage blossoming on his face. Well. regulation. and intimidation. Anyway. But there are other people who want freedom. I was thinking about Farber’s essay. “So. like I did everything else. “But Bill. he used to tell me that ‘government must be made to help the people. 144 .” Something about Bill’s explanation made George uncomfortable.’ I read that. and with profuse documentation. don’t most people more or less like the government? Or at least accept it?” “Yes. “It’s strange. George. Then he said something that jumped out at me: ‘Politicians love to talk about how many policemen or school lunches they are paying for. And most of them have been trained to follow the leader and shutup as well.” George nodded his consent. people who feel their oppression. And. Those are my customers. though he didn’t understand why. as you imply rightly. He went through the subject with statistics. I decided that I would follow my grandfather’s dictum that we should make sure people were not hurt by the government. “My grandfather was the number one assistant to a long-time MP for the labor party in England. “Do you remember a few minutes ago I said that the smugglers I knew were mostly people who had been ‘a bit battered by life’?” He indicated that he did. actually. the man who owned the store was behind the cash register. and it touched something in me. they do. As it turned out. In one of those essays. James Farber used to write essays for a financial newsletter I subscribed to. I look back now. I guess it’s the same as the blokes in the middle ages who could never admit to themselves that the Church was abusing them. except that Inland Revenue were hurting him.” He paused for just a moment. I can’t much help that. I’ll go through this slowly. A couple of days later I realized what it was. “And I consider being made to live half a life to be a grievous harm. As you might imagine. and who want to live complete lives. he outlined how human effort is thwarted by taxation.’ I can’t tell you how many times I heard words to that effect. and you tell me if I lose you. and wonder why I never looked at the government objectively.“All right. And that now he won’t be able to take his kids to see their aged relatives in India. I needed some bolts a few days later and walked into the local hardware store. I just gave them the benefit of the doubt at every turn. That brought Grandfather’s words to mind. and I began to observe the myriad ways that governments hinder human progress. though I wasn’t sure what. not to hurt them. I began to see people everywhere who were living half-lives because of restrictions on their time and their finances. but they never tell you that they first took that money from the nice man who owns the hardware store on the corner. I asked the man about his business.

plenty of food. He had known for several years that something was missing from his life. But the poor saps in the middle class will never have the beach house. there is a glass ceiling over the middle class. here it was. Phillip was obviously brilliant. and they what they need is a direct contest with the world. it’s always the ones I don’t expect. But the middle class people can’t afford. of daring. especially. and. Understand.” He stopped speaking for a few seconds to let the statement sink in. not just how to interpret. and he had been seeking it for a long time. but he wasn’t sure just what. and Farber also. “Bill. the condo on the slopes. He knew that it was something primal and essential. There simply aren’t that many rich people.” “What do you mean?” “Oh. but I am interested in your business. and it eliminates tens of millions in taxation for them. Even if governments completely looted all the rich folk. Not with half of everything they ever earn taken away from them before they even get to hold it in their hands. They are able to pay a hundred thousand dollars to a top tax attorney or to a politician. the governments have to keep the middle class tied down this way. but he had never been able to find it. and moves to break through it are dealt with too harshly. There is no other good source of revenue. of outrage. Really interested.” McCoy looked at him quizzically. “People with a lot of money find ways to mitigate taxation. and fine clothing. coordination.” “Maybe it’s because their lives are too intellectual. intellectual types. so they remain beneath the glass ceiling. that – they can’t make it over that hurdle. and of compassion was intoxicating.” “And is that what you think you need?” 145 . The middle class is the only good source of revenue. standing before him. the money would last only a year or two. freedom. but this moral smuggler’s spirit was the compliment to George’s. but it was meant to interact with the rest of the world – to mold reality to better uses – not to reside alone in a whitewashed colony of thinkers.” McCoy’s combination of confidence. I know this may sound strange to you. It’s only a small percentage of their income. or the international lifestyle. I’ve trained four or five people in my business.“Let me tell you something that most people never realize: In every industrial country. But not my clients. “The really pitiful thing is that the earth contains far more than enough raw materials for every person on it to have a mansion. The glass ceiling is simply too thick. fine cars. It is just a question of intelligence. Now. and it never ceases to amaze me that they are the studious. He began to understand: intellect was absolutely necessary. with no way out. To pay the politician is beyond their means. “Well. and pay half of their money to the government every year. no matter how hard they work. McCoy knew how to do.

something different. and returning to the apartment. a good place to start. Then I’ll decide what to do next. our real names. and I don’t want to interfere with that either. but that won’t matter if the rulers find out – they’ll always find some way to penalize people who step too far out of line. This will be my hobby until the Breakers system is up and running. Certainly not long-term. I would have pursued it only part-time. phone calls. “All right. So. and I don’t consider any of it immoral. exactly where shall we start?” “Tell me how we break through the glass ceiling. But I need something like this. Dimitrios had that strange kind of enthusiasm that seems to exist primarily in ten-year-old boys and in a very few older geniuses. I’m minded to agree with you.” “Nah. Not a much of it is illegal. and walked over to McCoy. remember that all of the important things we do will be contrary to the wishes of the world’s rulers. “But first. I don’t think I’ll be much good without it. George. And yes. and I’m out of this world happy with my discoveries. and so on.” They were now finishing their cigars. Each took care of his daily mail. or exactly what we do. Never do business in your own name or in any way that can be traced back to you. We use anonymous proxies when doing business over the Internet. I need something new and different. I don’t think it’s good for you to sit in the same situation for so long. “Care to start my first lesson?” McCoy smiled. When the University canned me. We do business only with people we know well.” “Very well. I love my work. I’ll be glad to teach you what I do. 146 . but you simply can’t jump into my consulting business full-time. Your work is important. but I need something more. and do all of our communications by encrypted email. George finished his things first. we need you far too much in the lab. We keep everything private. I was shocked and angered. McCoy retrieved his computer and gym bag from the car. but there was another part of me that was happy and relieved. I am sure of that. can be permitted to know where we live. or who are trusted friends of trusted friends.” “All right. I was willing to take risks to save my work from the University because it was too important to let die. don’t worry about that. No one. but I am not willing to let it interfere with your medical work. never compromise your privacy or that of your clients. Dr. Bill.” “Yes. and the pair headed up to the apartment. George. And this is even more important for dealing with payments. but if you guys hadn’t been interested. except people we deeply trust. you’re right. and you’ve made commitments. but I’ll tell you something: I’ve been getting burnt out for a long time now. I’ve been doing this for too long. Period.“It’s what I’ve needed for a long time. who was working on his computer.” “Oh.

The new location for the money must be absolutely safe. it’s for my client’s as well. they’re using the roads.” “Now. and his money are all in different places. Mind you.” “But how can they get away from that? I don’t know a person in the world who isn’t a citizen of some country. names. So. his official citizenship. they’ll have a really hard time doing it. or just in another name. They don’t want to be anyone’s property – which is what citizenship really is. “But I really shouldn’t give you the idea that this is all about money. I only request that they try to warn me also. which means it must be in a place with good banking laws. their little nations’ club does own everybody on the planet. his legal residence. we break through the glass ceiling by getting the client’s money out of his home jurisdiction. And if you can turn them into assets that can’t be traced. however. and a hundred others. I don’t deal with people who want to live at the expense of others. I’ll give you one of the secrets now: Smart guys learn how to turn expenses into assets. but remember. and does his banking in Canada. I understand the point.” “Well. you’re right. So. There are dozens of ways. They simply don’t want to be some ruler’s serf. and everything else every year or two.” “But Bill. they can feel free to tell everything they know.“See this email I’m sending? It’s not my real name is it? This isn’t only for my protection. I have lists of them. his work. they are slow and rigid. They simply can’t adapt that quickly. My clients want to be left alone as free agents. So. they’re paying a lot of money in VATs. Farber taught me a lot of them. I obtain citizenship for him in Japan. Well. “Yes. and into another jurisdiction. He actually lives and works in the UK. I tell all my clients that if they ever get in trouble with some government. bearing in mind that privacy is always paramount. Powerful.” McCoy’s gray-blue eyes almost sparkled as he laughed. something he had been missing for most of his life. before the tax man takes half. but slow and awkward. Let’s say I have a client who wants freedom. And there’s one more twist: The rulers and their systems are slow and rigidly methodical. yes. 147 . George. So. only a paper problem. all the better. gasoline taxes. he seldom ever goes to these places. that is seldom a real problem. isn’t that a bit wrong? After all. is not that way. if these guys skip out on all their taxes. He learned them from old Chicago hustlers and some really smart rich guys. Then I get him residency in Thailand. you change banks.” “Can you get away with that?” “Absolutely. Can you see how important this is to all of us? If you don’t give them a way to find you. no. “Most of my clients are more concerned with freedom. sales taxes.’ it implied a direct action with nature. Wherever my clients live. we simply work around them. The reality. Money is important because that is how we trade for the materials of our survival…” George liked the sound of ‘survival.

“George. I’ve got lots of ways around that one. but it does become an issue. And my client becomes a free man anywhere on earth. save Japan and Thailand.” “That’s it? It can’t be that easy. that is the biggest problem. It takes a lot of specialized knowledge to set it up. and unsure whether he believed McCoy. George. but if you live in the US. and ran the situation through his mind. I don’t do that myself – I buy from the guys who do – but there are people all over the world doing this all the time. I got rid of them right away. but that’s the truth. You just have to find the right guys. They consider you their property. and Washington. “George. but that’s how I get continuing business!” He smiled broadly. “But like I say. No other country is nearly as bad.Essentially. most of the people who need papers are just trying to keep their heads above water. Jefferson. and relatively little of it has anything to do with drugs. “But doesn’t this rub people the wrong way? I don’t like giving people I care about incorrect information.” “Yes. Clients like that I don’t need.” George looked shocked. too. “I think I’ve had… three… yes. and they have a stake in it.” “Well. No matter where you go in the world. places he never goes.” “Really?” 148 . the people of Europe didn’t stop calling themselves the Roman Empire until the end of the 17th Century.” “Why is it hard in the US?” McCoy smiled.” McCoy stopped to think for a moment. But the truth is that there is no government in the world that keeps a leash on its citizens like the United States. but after that. these are many variations on this theme. Beside. it’s easy. and ask discretely. the money you make must be reported to them. There are innumerable ways to do this. it’s a problem. if you really get stuck. A lot of this goes on.” George sat still for a moment. save Japan and Thailand. And I was very glad that they didn’t know my real name or whereabouts.” “I thought that was mostly for drug dealers and mobsters. documents can always be had for a price. three clients over the years who were involved with drugs or prostitution. he is nothing more than a tourist anywhere in the world.” “No. you Americans grow up on stories of great men like Adams. I’m sorry. Most other places it’s easy. then grimaced. Not that it can’t be solved. do you really think an immigration clerk in Bangkok will turn down a thousand US dollars to make a passport after hours? When he normally makes the equivalent of fifty dollars per week and has three children needing an education? Not likely. and it does take time and thought to arrange. keeping residency and visas can be a bit tricky sometimes. The hardest clients are Americans. but I’ve never found a case I couldn’t handle. “You know.

they simply can’t get it into their heads that the US government is little more than a group of actors wearing Jefferson’s clothing.” 149 . they say ‘Roman Empire. If you read their treaties and legal documents. Facts are irrelevant.“Yes. they simply will not be convinced that their Constitution has been three-fourths contravened.’ The same sort of thing affects your countrymen.

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There was little question of Breakers being effective and little difficulty in producing it. ******* James and Frances slept late.Chapter Three Mordecai returned to the Free Soul house with a glowing report of Dr. That same week. Overhearing some discussion on the patches and trials. Phillip set up clinical trials of Breakers at a nursing home which was being run by an old schoolmate. and their first duty would be adapting Breakers to dermal patch administration – to deliver it to the bloodstream in the same way that patches are used to deliver testosterone or nicotine. but administering it was still difficult. and she finished while he 151 . They were hoping for either Europe or Japan. and found that the patches did almost as well as IV delivery. and made love again in the morning. and two of the Free Souls had committed to working full-time on the project – their study time excepted. where? None of them were much interested in working in the third-world. Two of George’s grad students agreed to move to New York. but enthusiastic nonetheless. While Mordecai was in New York. several of the Free Souls volunteered to be test subjects for the formal patch tests. These patients were all considered permanently psychotic. Now they would have to verify the results and find the best ways of producing pre-loaded patches. George consented. With two people working almost full-time on approvals. but their old friend was willing to try the treatment. With no other real choice. he and George had done a few trials on themselves. and deciding how to best accomplish their tasks. they rolled out of bed. Everything would have to remain anonymous. whom George had also known. Emails flew back and forth regarding formal agreements. approved or not. The name of the facility would have to be concealed. Then. but real clinical trials were about to be done. and would fly to Florida a week later to administer a couple of dozen treatments and to verify the results. Demitrios’ technology. George was a bit worried. He got Emilio busy preparing the patches and storing them properly. She showered while he started breakfast. planning. it seemed at least likely that they would find a place to pursue their work. The big question was. and their old friend – the legal guardian of these people – was willing to try anything that might help them.

What is it?” He looked up at her very seriously. A territory that is a hell of a lot harder to control than a geographic territory. What we are doing is a natural progression of the digital revolution. and looking down on the normal world which was separated by a haze. The effect of being so far above the city. won’t we?” He smiled and relaxed. After they had experienced almost everything that this elevated perspective could offer.” She smiled.” She gave him her combination sly/sarcastic smile. The effect was that of living on Olympus.” She agreed. “Frances. gave them both a feeling that they were reviewing their past lives and laying out their futures. It’s a bit more complicated and unusual than you might suspect.showered and dressed. There seemed no way she could know in advance what she was really getting into with him. What the 152 .” “Well. you look scared. I guess we will. if it is. “Hey. I really need to tell you more about my life and my businesses. And because the basic structure of cyberspace is distributed. through the haze. places where they had lived and worked. and looking down on it through a haze. She nearly glowed. long time. “Frances. why don’t you start at the top. Frances finished her nowcold tea. We’re setting up truly free interactions between human beings. and for the first time Frances had ever seen. let’s take our coffee and tea with us. not centralized. But the Internet opened up a virgin territory for us. Up till now it was almost impossible to do. we’re doing something that hasn’t been done in a long. I’ll try not to pass out from shock. The view from the roof was unique. The just sat and looked out over the world for a long time. “I’m afraid what I do might be too wild for you. and it’ll be nice. we have a built-in advantage. pour yourself a cup of tea and start explaining your crazy life to me. “Jim. Farber knew that this was the time when he had to explain his life to her. and tell me what you guys are up to. and took in the setting for some time. They sat down. sipped from their mugs.” “All right mystery man. and threw her hair back into the wind. “Yeah. They told each other how wonderful they thought the other was as they ate their meal. They pointed out. among the Titans. They were on the roof of a 70-story building. On three sides were other huge buildings. surrounding them in the distance. and said “All right. he looked afraid. and go sit on the roof! There are a few chairs up there. several of them taller.” Farber paused. with a light haze partially obscuring the city below. they slowly came back to their previous thoughts. Jim. it’s warm today. She sat forward. we’ll just have to come to some sort of a compromise.

“No. are you surprised?” She smiled vaguely. I know your friends. “So. and how no one ever understands you.” “You more or less consider the time and place of your birth accidental.” She was apparently agitated. You weren’t sure that I thought about things like this. we can’t let this opportunity pass. “Yes. I thought you were talking about doing this in the future. “The Internet must be protected. She looked at him and said. We have to step in and see to this. how long do you think this will take?” Farber smiled broadly. and we roll it out in about a week.” “Well. It was a strange moment when several of us looked around and said to each other. but you gave most of it away with your comments about ‘we’ redeeming the Shlomos. we’re here. I’m really not. “Don’t worry about it.” She stopped. and it has fallen to us.” he said. So. He hadn’t really thought she would understand. She was correct. “Jim. to serve their desire for centralized domin ion. wondering what to expect from her.” “No way! How could you know?” She half-laughed and half-spoke.governments are trying to do is to reroute the digital revolution. but he didn’t want to say it. 153 . I feel the same. Am I right?” He nodded. Somehow that had extended even to Frances. we are building a center of private interactions. and this fits. After so many years of being the odd one. and we are the adults. Farber. against its nature. I sort of suspected that you and Phillip were up to something. It’s in final testing now. We can’t let it become a tool of the old territorial rulers. and then you tell me if I’m right about it.” “Okay. he had long stopped expecting anyone to understand. and Julia… you concern yourselves with large issues. I’ve thought about you quite a bit Mr. we’re able. “Oh. He almost cried in relief and in appreciation. But she did understand. not with the details of daily life. I understand the battles you’ve been through to get where you are. “you’re quite right. I didn’t think it was done. And. and you do not want to be a slave to your place and time. Jim. and it’s too painful to have your hopes constantly dashed. Jim.’” He stopped and looked directly at Frances. People like you. After a while you don’t expect anyone to understand. ‘Oh my God.” Jim sat silently. “How about next week?” “What! You mean you’ve really got this? It really exists? Now?” “Yes we do. I’m going to tell you something. remembering something she had thought about years earlier. “Now. Phillip. where rulers cannot intrude.” “Oh my God. were you?” He was too embarrassed to answer.

“There’s no BS when she knows what she wants. in the language that he frequently used among his friends. But you know they’ll want to shut you down and make examples of you. “Jim. why does this bother me? I’ve read all of the books that talk about freedom. I’ve seen enough black markets to know that this is true.“Jim. The best I’ve been able to do in response. He’s the guy who runs this from day to day. “until the people have something to buy or sell. I think so.” “Good. they almost always begin by challenging them.” Then she stopped dead. And it’s not that they are curious. She didn’t like having feelings without reasons.” “Yes. Why then does this offend me?” Jim tilted his head.” Two minutes later the phone rang.” He looked around the apartment. and Frances picked it up. “Let’s clean the place up just a bit while we’re waiting.” “Good.” said James as he sat at the computer. We have a system for finding each other at almost any time. is to tell them to consider only the facts. and she wanted to understand how in the world freedom could elicit a negative reaction from her.” Frances was uncomfortable with herself. they’ll convince people you are the scourge of the earth. every government will go nuts once they find out about it. Whenever we present these ideas to someone. Was slavery to be defended? “Jim. But something about actually doing it troubled her deeply. chart the benefits. All encrypted and private. and said. can we find him now?” “Yeah. don’t you think the risks are significant here? After all. they aren’t able to override emotion with reason. chart the harm.” “All right. Then they’ll sneak their way to our door. Who knows the answer?” “Probably Michael.” he paused for effect. but once you intrude on their monopolies of control. She didn’t speak at all on the way back to the apartment. Let’s go back to the apartment and find him. they will. She understood Jim’s basic idea. A troubled look came over her. and he’s a psychologist of the first order.” He liked that about Frances… a lot. it had long been suggested by sci-fi and freedom writers. it’s more that they’re not comfortable with such a thing existing. one of you guys must have spent some time on this. “Hello?” 154 . shook it a little. You can be as clean as snow.” “Tough broad. But a lot of people can’t do that. and I loved their ideas. “All right. “I’m putting out a call for him. but I can tell you that it is a very common reaction. compare them logically. “I don’t really know. then to believe the answer.” thought Farber.

Perhaps you’d like to conduct this conversation via computer? Then I could cut and paste from my files. Michael. and do this more thoroughly and more quickly… this isn’t the first time I’ve answered these questions. Remember also that people don’t really think about these things. something in me doesn’t want it to be.” “That would be great. with no cloak for your mistakes. Frances?” “Yes. I take it that you are a very good friend of James’. Michael. as the fear-based impulses are generally stronger. and that you have some tough questions for me. Frances.” “No.” “Okay. but I’m leaving it in because it does fit a lot of people. they just react. hang on and I’ll post some reasons why these ideas bother people. 2. but you understand that this is not the simplest explanation.” “All right. and see which ones seem to fit you. MA: OK. I need to understand my reactions to your private market plans. and I always loved the ideas. For a variety of reasons. Fear of separation. most people have an instinctual fear of being separate. I should love this idea. are you ready? JF: Yes. I am.” “All right. this is Michael. But now that it becomes real. 155 . I’ll try to make some sense out of this for you. I have some files on this. Why? My God. This may be true in some rare situations. It also gives you full credit for your successes. I’ll contact you on Jim’s computer in just a minute. not reason. Take a look through the list. Freedom is threatening because it eliminates the possibility of shifting responsibility for your errors onto others. and was certainly true in the distant past.” “Yes. I’ve read about things about such ideas for years.” “Hi Frances.” MA: Frances. Fear of responsibility. it is. The feeling is that separation means death. The first one probably doesn’t fit. but that is seldom considered. Freedom puts you right out in the open. that’s correct.“Hello. I’m sure it’s not. but it is an impulse only. MA: 1. ideas like this stir up a lot of feelings… more like reactions actually.

and a great many people distrust reason. and shall be. an obviously different idea is presented. Lack of critical thinking skills. the listeners have no images to draw upon. A central fact of modern social behavior is that almost the entire populace has gone through 11-17 years of social conditioning in the school systems. but modern critical thinking skills are disastrous. not reasoned thought. Again. is. 5. this is a feeling. Conform. Our system flies in the face of almost all of this. or with celebrities. Have you ever tried to reason with someone who lives by emotion? It is essentially impossible. it requires denial. but most people prefer it 156 . The real effect here is the installing of comfort reactions and discomfort-reactions. with full faith in emotion.3. So many generations have come and gone under this arrangement that it now seems to most people as a force of nature: That which was. 7. Many of them are beyond hope of recovery. The easiest way to do this is to simply drown them out by reciting their original ideas and trying not to think about the new idea. So. or series of complimentary ideas. we have no mental images of anything different. It causes a conflict. Cognitive dissonance. Rulership as a force of nature. Don’t cause a disruption. It seems like we are proposing a pointless journey into an unknown and dangerous place. These people can be influenced by getting them to identify with characters from movies and television. 4. For a variety of reasons (which I have not spent the time necessary to properly catalog). nearly all humans have lived and died under some form of rulership. This is what happens to people when they have accepted an idea. but seldom by reason. Accept the place given to you. it causes them mental stress. their general reaction is to eliminate them as quickly as possible. and it makes some sort of sense to them. Group conditioning. The conditioned responses are: Obey authority. This is properly called cognitive dissonance. Most people aren’t fully that way. the 20th Century saw a mass movement away from reason and toward a devotion to e motion. People don’t do well with these conflicts. 6. Yes. when we start talking about a truly free place with no rulers. and yes. This conditioning shows up in a variety of ways. Because none of us have ever lived in any situation except subjection to state power. this is dishonest. When you mention something different. For the last several thousand years. especially in dealing with authority figures. No mental image. then.

I’m ready. but for the reaping.” he thought. Fear of the world falling apart. and thought about the points on Michael’s list. but that does not stop the impulse of fear. 8. take a few minutes. It is not unreasonable to expect that they will take reprisals against people who displease them. This is the simplest one. A bit of group conditioning and fear of the world falling apart also. I guess some of the rational fear too. MA: So. an FBI raid. Actual analysis of this idea leads to a contrary conclusion. 9.to critical analysis of their existing ideas. Combine this with all the other items shown here. and think about it. He hugged her. actually it does. Ask Jim to tell you about it.” She sat straight and still on one of the dinning room chairs. The central myth of the nation-state is that it is necessary to hold civilization together. we have addressed that. changing their minds. but I’m pretty certain you guys have addressed that. and the conflicts arising from taking on a difficult new idea are too much for many people to bear.” Frances printed out the list. we would all degenerate quickly into killers and thieves. I’ll be back in about an hour. Think of an IRS audit. “I’ll run out to the store. or of Stalin. This has been repeated so frequently and so consistently that most people accept it as fact. MA: Yes. and said.” “Sure. Very few people have ever questioned the nation-state myth at all. potentially. Fear of reprisal. kissed her. which ones were yours? JF: Mostly fear of separation. that without it. and. Obviously the rulers won’t like our free markets. JF: OK Michael. they have none. “Just a couple more days. even though if asked to provide evidence. A very reasonable concern. could you leave me alone for a little while? I need to go over this by myself. I’ll be in my office for several hours. 157 . “and we’re all done. Does knowing what bothered you help any? JF: Yeah. “Jim. Just let me know when you are ready. I suggest that you print this out. and said. Michael went back to his tests on the Gamma Central system.” he said.

Frances knew what she would do. and live under its authority till they die. James said you were good. MA: People under the rule of any state are born into a life of “Do what we say or be hurt. subjection to the rules may be a relatively light burden or a brutally heavy burden. but not always. This can be a threat to rulers only if they fear that they are losing their property and their legitimacy. she sat up. I’ll look forward to it. MA: Great. walked into the kitchen. “Nonetheless… I don’t think this is my project… I have other things to do.” she said out loud. Period. Thank you Michael. Do it in whatever way seems instinctual to you. and to see if it is better. I can demonstrate that a lifetime of subservience is not good for human growth. We only wish to opt out of their system. I’ll 158 . Meditatively. We don’t wish to live at the expense of others. MA: Wonderful. arms spread open. with resolve. regardless of how used to it we may be. If they cared about people.” She got up. “Anyone who opposes such an experiment is an oppressor. although I’m not sure of when. After what seemed a long time. Can I look forward to meeting you some time? JF: Certainly. they’re frauds. We should take seriously the possibility that something else might be better. but it always entails subservience to a group of rulers. “It’s worth it. That is what we are trying to do with our private markets. JF: You know. and paced the house. He was right. they would be pleased to see an experiment that might lead to an improved human condition. that’s very clear. If they object. All we want is to try a new way of living.MA: Good. Questions? JF: No. looking up at the ceiling. Depending upon the laws and political structure of the time. the same thing she always did when she worked with a big idea: She lay on the bed. Do you have some free time now? JF: Yes. and to see if freedom works. MA: Thanks! Hey. can I make the positive case for you before I sign-off? JF: Please. that sounds like a good idea. it usually does. We are forcing no one to live our way. She alternated between thinking only and speaking quietly to herself. and we are not trying to take away the governments they rely upon. poured a glass of water. Why? MA: I suggest that you think about this very slowly and deeply.” They learn this lesson as small children.

They began to go through details of identities. He started sketching.” Farber looked very happy. They may eventually find one group of us.” After a few minutes. just what are you building. I think they must be. “But the really big thing is this: Once they get close to us. Thirdly. trying to ascertain the meaning of her expression and the way she was standing. letting her talk. reputation. we’ll simply give everything away. “Yes.certainly support James in it. We were never really doing this for money anyway. It is all open-source stuff. and others. We’d like to be the only market for a while. pretty much. but it’s his. We just want to be able to live as free men… that and create the coolest new thing in centuries!” 159 . then split up and go back to other pursuits. and we can simply give away ‘Markets on a Disc. she was convinced that the system would work. Explain it to me. the plan was to create it. “So. He pulled a pen from his pocket.” “I think Michael has sold me on your project. you can walk away whenever you want?” “Yeah.” He looked at her. Jim and his associates had covered almost everything. and lots of people will want to get into the business. tell me what you think.” Farber put down the groceries he had purchased and sat down on a kitchen chair. and a pad of paper from a drawer.” she said. they’re more than good. it went very well. but remained silent. in a thousand different flavors. I think this could work. communication. “So once it’s up and running.” “Yeah. recoup our investments. which let him relax a bit. Second is steganography. “but tell me how you plan to stay safe from governments.’ Pop it in a server. currencies. hiding encrypted messages in larger files. It was outside forces that worried her. they’re great. and you instantly run a completely private marketplace.” “Oh Frances. but aside from that. not mine. Jim walked in through the door. “Hi. Running a private market will be lucrative. we’ve got all sorts of tricks. At the end of three hours. First is encryption that they cannot break. like MP3s.” “So. but they’ll have a hell of a time getting thousands. You’ve got some good associates Jim. Frances was impressed. “Hi. all the bells and whistles included. “You know. we use slight variations on standard Internet protocols which are almost impossible to trace. “Everything went well with Michael I hope?” She smiled. Jim. just so we can recoup our expenses. and covered it well. We have multiple servers.” Her eyes were opened wide. A thousand markets will spring up.” “Oh. now I want to know. They’ll automatically hate you. but he simply wasn’t sure.” she said.

It took him a few seconds to recognize what he was feeling. sexual desire motivates them. He cried gently. tears rising up in hers. I am proud to be your lover. “Oh Jim. and could say only. don’t you?” “Yes. I do like it. “Well.” He noticed that she still looked concerned. and knelt between his legs. “Jim. “And I want you to know that I think you are a great man. and sat down next to him. “Thank you.” “Yes. I do. But this is not my life’s project. It will become clear to you in time. and I can understand how important this might be to humanity. and hugging him. I want you to know something. Does that sound crazy?” He smiled. “Jim. nearly stiff. “Oh Jim. and I want you to do it. laying her head in his lap.” She paused.” He looked a bit confused. you don’t know how much better that makes me feel. but for a woman who makes them feel loved and appreciated. “Jim. she sat back up and looked at him warmly but seriously. I’ll support you in it. kissed Frances’ hands. looked into her eyes. And I think you want that too. I think I do. and will happily risk death. But if you can just walk away…” She turned and faced him fully. You should do the project that is yours… although I will definitely take you up on your offer to work for me. otherwise he sat still. even help you. Don’t worry. “It’s okay Frances. Jim leaned forward and hugged her as best he could without making her uncomfortable.” She walked to where he sat. But it’s yours. hoping to comfort her. I want more than anything else in my life to be together with you. but that won’t stop a bunch of bastards from trying to hurt you. but I’m not sure yet as to what it is.” She stayed there for a long time.” She looked him dead in the eye. The sort of appreciation that men always secretly need from their women. Beauty draws men. work for you. Do you understand?” “Yes. “No. but it isn’t what I want to do. that she didn’t want to disappoint him. It’s very perceptive of you to realize it. I love it. You’ve got something else to do. This is really great.She ran to him and hugged him. trying to let all her inner feelings – her spirit – pour out of her. I’ve felt that way more than once. not mine. He felt loved and appreciated in a way that he hadn’t in a long time. and he breathed deeply. that doesn’t sound crazy at all. She slid down from her chair. Finally. and that most men never get.” 160 . although I did want you to like it. I know you guys are doing a good thing.” Farber’s eyes began to tear. men will leave their families. I wasn’t really asking you to be involved.” They both smiled. “I know how hard it is to swim against the stream.

” His eagerness was touching. Say no more than three to five years?” “Probably no more than three. What I’m telling you is something that really. I want you to imagine I’m speaking to you in that voice right now.” A look of surprise and recognition passed over his face. Is that a fair statement of your wishes. she wanted h to be coldly serious. She turned. Everything else has to be secondary. When that day comes. “Yes. watching and waiting. He was in love. I want children. and im stiffened her forearms. you head the stories of standing before God’s throne. “You have my attention. She gripped his wrists firmly. if I am going to have children with you. I agree in full. as much as I do love them. She waited as well. matters to me. Can you do that? I have to know this now. “Jim. security and stability take primacy.” She spoke very clearly. He began to pace the room slowly. She barely breathed. “Jim. didn’t you?” “Uh. Frances?” “Yes.” She was trying to think of a way to get it across to him. She was ready to run for a phone and call her mother. with the huge voice booming out. and really shouldn’t wait too much longer to begin having children. but she didn’t want him to be eager right now.” “Then consider it done. and just a bit too dreamy. “When we’re ready to have children…” “Which can’t terribly long. including even Phillip and Julia.“But Jim. fairly soon is fine. it is. She looked a bit confused with herself. Everything. If I could turn that voice on only once in my life. then so be it. and commanding the fullest attention of all the heavens. Jim. I want you to pay stern attention. I think I’d do it right now. what do you think about getting married?” 161 .” “I do too. Frances was past thirty years old. Why?” “Good. If I have to shut down other things. “Jim. really.” Jim understood. and he stood up.” “All right…” Farber spoke softly but with deadly seriousness. She had found a mate. A truly good man. but stopped in her place. Now she felt free to be happy… to exult. looking to see if he was still too emotional to follow her carefully. “Listen to me. stable atmosphere in which to raise the children.” “Fine. yes… I did. I have to be very sure of one thing: The day I get pregnant – which we will jointly agree upon – we have to make sure that we have a safe. when you were young. I might add. a man she could raise a family with.” He waited for her to continue.” She jumped up and hugged him. I don’t want you to be agreeable right now. I also have some other concerns that have to be addressed. “I want a family.

they made love till they both fell asleep. “a slam-dunk. She jumped up and down. smiled. and talked into the evening. wagged his head. Then. ******* 162 . explaining how everything worked and outlining security procedures: No talking about the system over common phone lines. lifetime victory. it makes perfect sense.” He paused. He had ordered Chinese food. I’ve actually discussed it with Phillip and Julia before. Go for it!” Something that sounded like “yippee” flew out of her as she turned around and raced for the telephone in the bedroom.” he thought to himself as he walked over to the window. She was so happy… and he was getting a very special woman. it was good to be married for the sake of the children… but not good to invite the state to be a partner in your life. knowing that he was about to say something good.” thought Farber… “It’s more like she’s ten… maybe eight. and tell her I’m getting married?” “Absolutely. no communication via unencrypted Internet traffic. can I call my Mom. “You bet we can! Phillip worked the same thing out for his daughter. Then she called Julia. and made use of the time by installing communications programs on her laptop. so long as it wasn’t recorded with the rulers! Does that make sense to you?” “Yes.” Frances talked to her mother for an hour. But the government still doesn’t get their fingers into our lives! It’s perfect!” She paused and thought again. and so on. and dialed. “So. “But can we find someone to do it for us? Neither of us are very religious in the usual sense.” Frances now seemed about twelve years old. and talked to her for an hour more. James drove her to the airport for her flight to her mother’s house. until finally she took her leave and caught her plane. Our kids get the idea of… the safety… that we are a stable family. “Not bad. and to New York for the meeting with her old editor.” His face grew into a very satisfied smile. Finally she finished on the telephone. They kissed four or five times more. In the morning. Then he wrote her a document. and we came up with mixed reasons for and against. hold on… we said that in the current world situation. and they ate it together. “Okay. She promised that she would read the document he left her and would communicate safely. She dove onto the bed. And! We decided that a religious wedding would work. recalling the conversations – which had been several years prior – and the reasons they had itemized. Jim was pleased to see her so happy. and hugged him tightly. until she was almost jumping up and down. Not a problem. Not bad at all.” Farber smirked.“That is a tough question. made her wait for in incredibly long three or four seconds. “Not twelve.

” “Well you should. “Think about it hard. John. I guess I don’t really like Jones that well. but that was simply the way he was now. and that was what he would do. I’ve been working late. but he does respect your ability. I guess so! Like what else?” As Morales asked. his partner. it’s not just a salary increase that he could get for you. not that you’ve seen much of what I’ve been doing for a long time. Listen. He recognized these thoughts. here it is.” “Well. my friend. But he was afraid to say so. “Tango? The Internet scheme we’ve been trying to break?” Recognition spread across Morales’ face. His nature was to protect people from injustice. he faintly realized that he was planning to pass-along the information he got from Tim. Perhaps someday he would be. “You haven’t been spending your time very well. Tim. John. Jones doesn’t like you that well either.” 163 . We even went golfing with some other senior people last weekend. You know. There could be big consequences if he did. not wanting to be overheard.” “I’ll think about it.” “Really?” “Yes. get free airplane trips. Tim Nickelson. “Wow.” “Yeah. I’m surprised… I didn’t think you were spending a lot of time on that. They live like Kings.” Tim was becoming animated but his voice was becoming quieter. really. And this also meant that his friend Tim had become the agent of injustice. said he was “in. Remember how we used to talk about hot cars. and he wasn’t sure he was strong enough to stand against them. but Morales was so conflicted that he felt blank. He’s an Assistant Director. but I’ve got a lot going on.“Hey Johnny! I’m In!” John Morales didn’t understand. These top guys live really well. You’ve got to get moving. and money in the bank? Well.” Morales still looked blank. If you’d try to win him over. “I got in! Remember the graphics designer in Santa Barbara? She got me in!” A response was required at this point. drive free cars. you could do it easily. It wasn’t that he had made a decision to do so. and he could do a lot for you. Johnny.” In what? “What are you talking about Tim? Into what?” “Into the Game. and to ‘live like a King’ by those means. Tim. “These guys eat at great restaurants.” “Well. and get all sorts of favors. You’ve been missing out. but let them pass through without spending time with them. hot chicks. and going out to dinner with Assistant Director Jones.” Morales knew that he wouldn’t – that he didn’t want to be Jones’ friend. You’re always going home at the end of the day.

Tim. what about the designer in Santa Barabra? t How did you get in? What did you find?” “Oh. I got in by becoming her neighbor. So. So. make Jones happy on this one.” ******* “Max. electricity.” He handed a disk to Morales. So if no one trusts you. I had all the right books on my shelves. but I don’t know any of them yet. and I live next door to her for free! Food. He wants to do the right thing. that’s why I came to see you. thrown into the middle of a situation that was far too big for him. I got the software! Here it is. I want to get out of this. complaining about the IRS. furniture. kid? Out of the Bureau.“I’ll think about i . and I started talking to her about Internet stuff. I guess some of the people who have been in for a while are allowed to buy pieces and get the software directly. but why all of a sudden?” “It’s just too much Max. You know: cracks in the Matrix. how can we trace them. “Jones wants you to go over it. talked about the right movies. Standing up to them. And you have to share their software as well. and learn everything possible about it: Who made it. it’s actually called Tango2… Pretty cool. everything. he stands to get crushed. I have the apartment next door to her now – at Bureau expense! I sub-leased my place.” “So.” “Thanks. I made friends with her. encryption. or off of the case?” “I’m not sure. you can’t get in. that can certainly be done. Both. the whole thing!” “Whoa!” “Yeah. I guess I have a lot to do!” “Yeah. but the other players are giants. what is it?” “Well. Max. Laissez-Faire… all that stuff.” “Well. but tell me. 164 . I’ll get him to like you.” “What exactly do you mean. and so on. how the messages are encoded. But listen John. I don’t want to be in the middle of a situation that could ruin me. Here was a nice twenty-something kid.” Max understood. anyway. I think. she started to educate me.” “Wow. really… You buy pieces from other players.” “And she brought you into the Game?” “Uh huh. “Anyway.

but don’t sign anything. picked up his own. and get you out safely. “All right John.” answered Morales. They’re using my work to hurt a bunch of decent people. I can get you out. “John. take a nap. We can do that. Anthony. and doing it illegally. wait here for a minute.” * * * * * ** “John. and be back at 1:00 a. we need to get you out of there in such a way that it keeps you safe. but he could probably make a very good living that way. And they could blame me for their violations! I want to get away from it.” “Yes. and scared.” Morales looked much relieved.m.’ Play stupid if you have to. But listen to me… this is important. Being stuck in the middle of this thing is terrible. this is John Morales. They made small talk for a few moments. the kind they used to use in Hollywood in the old days as a casting couch.“All right. You’ve just started and these guys threw you right into the deep water. it’s not for the young guys to take on this kind of job. this is my old friend Anthony Bari. but simply look at them. I’ll meet with Martin tomorrow. They’ll want you to sign all sorts of papers. and say. “No. sure! I could do all sorts of computer work. regardless.” As Morales walked out. If they somehow force you 165 . He told me that you paid him the hundred bucks. “My friend will be here. Have you got some way of making a living outside the Bureau?” Morales hadn’t thought of that yet. Consider yourself on the way out. “Uh… yeah. Morales was sitting on Max’s deep red velvet couch. he’s handling it for me. Especially as a network security expert.” He hadn’t thought of it before. I’ve already talked to my associate Martin. and then Bari handed Morales a glass of Cognac. Don’t do it! Be polite. They agreed to meet in Max’s office at closing time. “and we’ll figure out how to do this for you. “Well. I think that’s a wise move John.” “I don’t blame you John. and we’ll have you out within a week. Now. and sat on Max’s desk. so much was he focused on getting away from trouble. ‘please send them to my attorney. honest.” As he had expected. and that he can take care of the situation. Bari found Morales to be young. and called Bari. which was a really shitty thing for them to do. Max told Morales to go home. It’s for the experienced guys like me and Bari. “That makes you feel better?” “Much better. Max thought to himself.” he said. But. will you?” Max went to his office. Max tells me that you want to get out.

” “All right. I’m not saying this to scare you.” “No John. you’ll be all right… probably. “John. but you’re not experienced with these things either. I won’t sink you. Max would never rat you out. The truth is that people love to tell secrets.” He glanced at Max. Believe me. one of your buddies. “And I would certainly never rat you out.’ Have you got that?” “Yes. I did. you must make a note that says ‘against my consent. so long as you don’t sign anything. but you have to understand this clearly. you’ve spoken to Max about an NSA briefing. “Yeah. I want you to remember something. there’ll come a time when you’ll want desperately to tell a girlfriend.” “All right.” Bari spoke up again.” Bari said this in a purposely accusatory tone.” Max leaned back in his large leather desk chair. but you had damn well better worry about yourself. Morales’ voice was firm. I have. until you can completely control that kind of impulse. That’s simply human nature. Morales was insulted. or something like that?” “Yeah. Believe me.to sign something. silently reminding him of some past incident. Now. “Yes. which looked to be the same age. That could land you in prison. I understand. I do. “Yeah kid. That will be the moment when you are teetering on the brink of danger. you’ll be all right. you’re going to really want to tell someone your big secret. have you ever had an overwhelming curiosity to look into your sister’s diary. Sooner or later. or maybe your boss. you are a threat to yourself. We have enough of their dirty laundry to save you. pending my attorney’s review.” “And did you do it?” “Yes. “Called a friend from engineering school and got a tentative offer already!” Max smiled. I know this from experience. “Let me ask you a question. can you get a new job quic kly?” Morales smiled. and it won’t feel like it to you! Do you understand me?” Bari was being purposefully loud and demanding. The only person who would do it is you. “I’m not stupid.” 166 . you’re not stupid. John. you’re safe. and Max won’t. we all feel that way sometimes. Actually the whole office looked like it was straight out of a 1940s movie. and from the same place as the couch.

slid down from the desk. Everything has to remain compartmentalized. it was a 167 . you’ll be watched. If they find out what you told Max. once we talk to your bosses. I understand. and I will control my impulses.” Bari smiled. we don’t care if you ever tell us anything again. as for Max and I. He spoke to him like a father would to his son. it would be nice. Never by telephone or in writing.” “All right. “Anything else on your mind. next to the couch and perpendicular to it. we can’t do that here!” “What do you mean?” “Listen. There’s no way you’ll be able to see me. Bari. John.” Then he sat down on a chair. Max. Let’s say John gets nailed… he can cut a deal to tell everything he knows.” Bari was calming down. just say it was a personal decision. You do this verbally. You tell us. “You’re a good man. what are we going to do about the people who stand to get hurt by Jones and his rampant career goals?” “No. but it’s a legal risk.” “Good. You pass along information that you want to. “I am being intense because this is very important for your safety… and for our safety as well. they can’t get John for conspiracy. It makes it much better if any of us has to cut a deal with a prosecutor. John should have no part of that. but that brings up a couple of final points. both he and I become targets. but don’t say anything. John?” “No. Nothing more. But if he knows nothing beyond the information hand-off.” “All right. but he was content to fight one battle at a time. you pass whatever information you have along to us. and put his hand on the young man’s shoulder. if you want to prevent people from getting hurt. He considered them impediments to justice. in a secure location. “Now. I believe you. It’s our job to prevent the innocents from being hurt. we can’t get hurt. and we’ll do our best to get the results you want. He can pass information along to us if he wants to.“All right John. I’ve got more things to tell you. let us arrange it. And if you or I get nailed for something. I will not rat you out. so be it. We have to keep things compartmentalized. Actually. Is this all clear?” “Absolutely. If people at the office ask why you’re leaving. You follow? It makes everybody safer. Max leaned forward in his chair. just that when I get done with this.” “Mr. I can do that. John. “All right.” Max had resigned himself to these situations. Now do nothing and say nothing at work. Now. but he shouldn’t know anything more. with all of that out of the way. Apologize to them for being vague if you must. Morales.

you know where to find me if you need me. He’s a good man. He gave him the address of the woman who got his partner into Tango. and identified only six small faults. then placed the encrypted files into several classic rock MP3 files. After that. do it tonight.little bit risky to meet you here tonight. “Okay. If there is anything you want to remove from your office. You never talk to my associate Martin about anything illegal. decrypted them. and thought through the various angles that might be played out. acknowledging that he understood. here’s the way information transfer has to go: You tell Max. He finished with the one that appealed to him the most. and sent them all over to Max via courier. Max and Morales discussed the inner operations of the Bureau. Morales scanned every document pertaining to the case that he could find. If you guys want to talk. Tomorrow is your last trusted moment there. you should stay away from both of us for a while. or quietly to Max at the bar. John. Before they were done. make sure you do it tomorrow. and emailed them to his kid brother. Martin hears only of legal things from you. the name of the NSA agent. drank Max’s best Cognac. and told each other the stories of their lives. (I told you we had the best programmers on the planet!) 168 . Phillip: GAMMA CENTRAL IS DONE! The tests were extensive. After work. they’ll watch your every move. The next morning. not me. which were easily fixed. Morales told Max everything he knew about the case. he went to his family’s house and copied the files onto a disc. ******* Two days later.” Morales nodded. I’m getting out of here. If you want to pass anything along. You can’t tell him about giving us information.” Once Bari had gone. So. “One last thing. Tim’s alias. The three of us keep our mouths shut about everything else. He encrypted them. Max. And once your bosses know you want out.” Bari paused for a moment. but it’s just a bad idea. and he’d protect you if I asked him to. and the name of his front company. printed them. Michael sent out the following email: Jim. fine. He took them home. and which he had put out of his mind till all the other things were covered completely. before work usually started.

The goal is to get a group of responsible market operators up and running. We will be charging a 1/4 of one percent fee for all transactions we handle. we’re going to bug his apartment with British devices that McCoy is procuring from some old MI5 friends. We’re preparing a counter-sting. All right. We have the name and address of an FBI Agent who is trying to pull off a sting against us. (This is FUN!) So. We’ve done a great thing gentlemen. we’ll get all of our users into Gamma within two months. He is under orders to mail them. (“Divide and conquer!”) Yes. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. This is GREAT news.I gave everyone a couple of days off. with the exception of Richard who is our guy obsessing on spycraft. Next week. is the quality of our clients. Mike ******* 169 . however. so he knows the meaning of honor. we should recover our expenses in several months. Now. The man was a US Marine for twenty years. things look very bright. At that rate. and then expand our client base by 30-50 percent over another few months. I helped his daughter out of a serious addiction. It is critically important that Gamma develop a culture of decency and honor. enough for now. Also. not quantity. I know that this is really serious stuff. Our main concern.) I can’t tell you how happy I am to have this done. I’m alternating my giddiness with more sober thoughts. onto additional exiting news: Earlier I said that Richard and I are still working. we’ll spy on him. Now that we know where he is. and feed him the information we want him to have. so he loves me. and it has been an honor to work with you. in pre-addressed envelopes) to my friend the survivalist. but how often does a psychologist get to play spy? Don’t worry. Here’s why: We just got some terrific intelligence from our source in LA. If we can accomplish that. As a second-level diversion. I just finished delivering 300 copies of Gamma (both the ‘server’ and the ‘user’ versions of the program. should anything happen to me. (More on this in a moment. then we can walk away. In our favored scenario. we’ll begin distributing the user version of the program to our most trusted clients. whenever it is that these guys find the bugs (probably a long time). they’ll think the Brits are involved.

I know.” “Very well. Mom. but she didn’t talk to you about the one subject that she cared most about… sexuality. It was now the evening of the second day. but didn’t know where to take it at that time. BUT. and said. but the idea of bringing up anything except the happiness of the moment just seemed to go against nature. they didn’t really decide to do so. When she got off the phone with James.” She put down the photo album. Grandmother was convinced that traditional thinking on sexuality and marriage was wrong and caused continual damage. Sit down. visits to relatives.” “Yes.” “Yes. and the sharing of secrets. Frances.” “I think you know that your grandmother was a very thoughtful person. Actually. and Frances followed his lead. moving her mind from happy thoughts of weddings and children to the critical analysis of human relationships.Mike. I thought about that a bit earlier today. though I was still pretty young when she died. I’ve got a lot to tell you.” Frances sat. and the tickets will be delivered to your place in two days. They reveled in a flurry of shopping. We talked about things sometimes. continue. get your stuff in order. Mom. with all the excitement. had 170 . and Frances was to fly to New York early the next morning. dear. she married. we haven’t talked about my article yet. She began thinking about it as a young woman. “Mom. I do. Meet me at Tino’s next Thursday. She and James talked every night on the phone. So. “Go ahead. They both wanted to let this be a purely carefree time for both Frances and her Mom. the article that made her mother cry. (Would have been there tomorrow if you didn’t live in such a God-forsaken place!) Anyway. She leaned back into the couch. Frances. You’re doing a hell of a job. took a deep breath. phone calls. I’ve made all the arrangements. James avoided any discussion of Tango or Gamma.” “Yes. They did not talk about Frances’ original reason for visiting.” Frances raised her eyebrows. At first. “Please. She wondered if her happiness with James would affect her reasoning. looking through old picture albums. and get ready for a few days off! Phillip ******* Frances spent two days at her mother’s like a little girl. you need some time off too. then sat up and leaned forward toward Frances. she found her mom in the living room.

I believe that you mean what you say. Everyone does. Why was she saying this? Marjorie was wiping her tears off of her cheeks. with the trauma of the Nazis added to it. Mom did. and looked a bit guilty. pleasant. Mine was traumatic. Frances moved next to her and hugged her. “I believe you. with holes in their stomachs. “Mom wanted me to do this. and even Jim. too. “I just didn’t want you to get into this until you were older. But having gone through the horrors of the war. still. we decided that we shouldn’t talk to you about it until you were mature.children. she was older when she had to go through it.” Frances understood her mother. You’ve had a reasonably good young life. “The point is this. and didn’t think much more about it till after the war. We had enough difficult situations for a lifetime. you know. darling. That’s why your father and I always lived a quiet life. and I don’t want you to be hurt. so it won’t bother him either. But d on’t ever think that you have no limits. but I had to nurse dying soldiers every day for two and a half years. Jim has done that a hundred times. Frances. I’ll be content to speak unpopular opinions. safe. Frances. missing eyes. Frances. It was too much. That’s why we came to Americ a. “It’s okay Momma. Too much hatred and fighting will hurt you. she picked up her previous field of study on sexuality and relationships. She made a couple of comments to me on those lines… like I told you the other night… but they were brief.” She was now obviously holding herself guilty. and decent world. It wasn’t quite as bad for her. After the war I had all the trauma I ever wanted.” “No. and Frances hugged her lovingly. you’re a strong young woman. I never would have guessed. and she never followed them with anything more. After all. It was horrifying. she wasn’t ready to take on the world. it was idyllic for us.” “No. she decided that something was clearly and fundamentally wrong in the world. So. The Korean war was a bit scary. Boys missing arms.” She began crying again. But I couldn’t. 171 . Frances. she was busy with children during those years. I was sure… am sure… that you’ll want to pursue this subject.” She stopped. even you. You can’t imagine how wonderful it was for us throughout the 1950s and the first part of the 60s. but aside from that. She was widely read on the subject. but there was something else in her mind. but I want you to remember that you are not beyond being worn out and damaged by difficulties. If I do this. “I think I waited longer than we had decided.” She began to cry. But.” Marjorie looked at her daughter clearly and lovingly. And I guess I wanted to save you from putting yourself up for public ridicule. “Mom felt more or less the same. I never wanted to tell you about it when you were young. a quiet. and that she would no longer take anything as a moral given. Frances. It’s okay. and that you aren’t worried about people disagreeing with you or even hating you.

and was satisfied that her grandchildren would be protected. let’s be done with this subject now. For God’s sake.” She seemed to be searching her own mind for a moment. It makes me think about why I didn’t want to pursue it. As they walked through the empty streets. and people still can’t talk about it without making it dirty and cheap. and almost always I was met with shock and distrust. and prepared to say something important. so you can’t publish them with our names attached. my remembrances of our conversations. and that there is something seriously wrong with the way humanity has handled sex. and will be protected. “Mom. Mom. she emerged. But aside from that.” Frances understood. Frances. She believed her daughter. I take it you are in Manhattan? 172 . and notes of my own. carrying a large file folder. They will come first. Something is very. I understand you.“Mother. Frances pointed out fun places from her childhood. or making it taboo. “Truthfully. and I believe that I am not limitless. they were fine. I’ve brought it up in conversations a number of times. and held her in her arms. Frances?” Frances sat completely still for a moment. It was nearly filled with papers. listen to me. and I’ll help you understand our thoughts. She put the papers away and took her Mom on a late night walk through their neighborhood. call me about the papers. are you there? JF: HI! I see that my instructions were decipherable. I don’t know exactly what I’ll do. very wrong. I hadn’t thought of that yet. Now. these are personal notes. When you’re ready. I can handle this. FM: Yeah. these are Grandmother’s notes. Frances. She got up from the couch and walked into her bedroom. very careful. “I think that mother was right. I promise you now. Do you believe me Mom?” “Yes. then acquired a look of resolve. people get crazed. I do. A minute later. “please. but I promise you that I won’t make my children suffer for my sake. it’s the most fundamental aspect of life. But if you talk about this. It made her Mom happy.” Marjorie had been looking Frances directly in the eye when she spoke. They’ll do the same thing to you.” She now took a deep breath. JF: So. you can use them any way you want.” “And what about your children. That’s an important question. they just can’t handle reasonable talk about it. For some reason.” “Momma. that I will be careful. some of them fairly old. It’ll be all right. But darling…” She sat next to Frances. ******* FM: Jim. “Frances.

and balance sheets showing up out of whack. I nearly passed out when Rodney told me. JF: Good? Bad? FM: Good. FM: So. but we didn’t think a newspaper would find out.FM: Yes I am. There were scientists experimenting with rats. so I’ll start going through his leads. Me too. I can imagine. but thought that such subjects should be discussed in person. I faked a sneeze so he wouldn’t notice. to verify their behavioral models. Jim. FM: Fantastic! Why do you call it Gamma? JF: The name comes from an old behavioral experiment Michael told us about. How are you going to handle it? FM: I’m not sure. The story my editor wants me to cover? Your private markets! Remember the other night when you told me that your partial system had been running for a year. they’re not sure what it is. FM: Gamma? You mean the new market program? JF: Yes. Is this good. how did your day go? JF: Great! Gamma is done. FM: Oh my God Jim. like I said. so they left it unsaid. is aware. JF: Yeah. I’m in a state of shock. Both of them understood that they were talking about living together. But I did agree to cover the story for Rodney. I think. I guess having you as the investigator gives us opportunities. taking the leftovers from the alpha 173 . They expected the usual ‘alpha’ and ‘beta’ groupings – the beta rats being basically followers. That means that I’m going to stay here one more day. JF: Wow. FM: Yeah. we know the US gov. or at least early information. The meetings were a shocker. we’ll have a bunch of things to talk about. you won’t believe this. but my editor has been getting rumors about an unusual amount of commerce being done off the books. JF: Yeah. Right now. and had lots of users? Well. JF: I’ll be waiting for you. or is it bad? JF: Well. FM: I’ll have to figure this out over the next few days.

I will. Mom gave me their notes. JF: Love you too doll. come home soon. even though they both led completely traditional lives. So. they walked back into the office to find an Express package from the Free Soul House. Like it? FM: Yeah. but what they avoid saying. but did not attempt to dominate the betas. I never got the end of your story. and generally lording it over the betas. I will. but they look VERY interesting. Anything else? JF: No. and I’ve got to start early. back to my article: I’ve got a lot of research to do tomorrow. But they have no desire to rule others. you may or may not know more than they do. FM: OK. Did you talk to your mom about why your article made her cry? FM: Boy. try to hear not only what they say. They called them gammas. it turns out that both Mom and Grandma were some very free thinkers about sexuality and relationships. what a surprise! Do you think he’ll have time to discuss the subject with me? JF: I’m sure of it. that’s why we call our system Gamma Central. So. Gammas are not content to be followers and work to get the best out of life. FM: Gee.rats. FM: Okay lover man. After a late afternoon run to the local coffee shop. JF: So. I haven’t gone through them yet. taking the choicest mates. The alphas establishing territories. Have you or Phillip (or any of your other crazy friends) done much thinking along those lines? JF: Phillip has. With the information you have. ******* Phillip and Farber were working for a few days at Farber’s Chicago office. it’s an interaction center for Gamma humans. I think it’s great. Good night. Make sure everyone knows the story. I love you. But then they found something else: There were rats that established territories and picked the best mates. Any suggestions before I go to bed? JF: Sleep well and dream of me. MF: All right Jim. did I! To make a long story very short. Mordecai and his partners had responded 174 . just keep your eyes and ears open if you talk to any government people.

” They reached Mordecai via encrypted chat. I do. PD: All right. there is a lot more at stake here than Breakers. you talked about some interesting subjects: paradigms. Donson shall provide additional services to the Free Souls. here you go: When you were down here. Phillip. “Well. tilted his head in thought.” “Jim. and had put one unusual demand into the contract. PD: Well. No discourses from you. MZ: You’re being vague. PD: What? Why are you doing this? MZ: Because Don said you wouldn’t do it unless we forced you. the Free Soul House overseer. I’m flattered. had assembled their team. he frowned. Mordecai. They agreed to all the provisions of the contract. and so on. but how does this relate to the Breakers agreement? MZ: It is the pivotal part. Farber was watching the conversation unfold on his computer screen. I don’t think I want to publish my thoughts. Unbeknownst to Phillip. I don’t think I can do what you are asking. MZ: In what way? PD: In many ways. you’re up to something.” “So when will you? Never?” 175 . And Don says you have volumes more to say. and were setting up their corporate structure. What’s the deal? MZ: All right. MZ: Why not? PD: It’s not as simple as you think. the necessity of production. they’ve got some sort of surprise waiting for me. as agreed upon by both parties.to Phillip and James within days. We want to read your thoughts and we have a web page where we want to display them to the world. PD: Mordecai. the early Hippies. We want to hear it.” When James showed Phillip the note. Mordecai and his group had consulted with Don McConnell. and then said with a half-laugh. What is it? MZ: Oh. It said only. and we don’t play. you mean the note we added to the contract? PD: Yes. “P. “I think you’re being unreasonable.

are you still there? MA: Yes. Then.” “All right Phillip. Mordecai was relieved the conversation was over.” 176 . He would never agree. He’s afraid something bad might come of his ideas if he throws them into the public square. Waiting for you. This time we may get him. I will some time.” “And I take it you’ve had a lot more ideas in the past six years?” “Yes.” ******* An hour later. I think we will.” “And you think you can get him to do it this time?” “You know. I want you to tell me why you’ve been avoiding publishing for so long. Tell Mordecai that you’ll need some time to consider this. Phillip. Phillip Donson was a man who deserved respect. you and I have to talk. there could be a lot at stake. Tell me why. and you’ll get back to him in a day or two. I wrote an article on Aristotle versus Plato. Phillip and James ended up in a relatively private booth at Miller & McNulty’s Steak House.” “Why is now a bad time?” “I’m just not sure Jim. He believed Don that this was necessary. “Phillip. He felt very uncomfortable speaking to Phillip in the way he had. Very good. PD: All right.” PD: Mordecai.” “Come on.“No. But let’s start with this: When’s the last time you published anything?” “Six years ago. ‘this time’?” “We’ve tried before. and yet you sit mute. if we stick to our demand. and Mordecai’s words were almost coarse. I’ll think about it. I’ll get back to you in a day or two. listen to me: You can’t run away from publishing forever. what’s going on? You have a hundred unique things to say. but he didn’t like doing it. They settled in for a long dinner.” “What do you mean. Don looked over Mordecai’s shoulder said “Good.

“There are actually several reasons. And I’ll hold to that. It’s going to be messy no matter what you do. “First of all is the problem that I could be wrong on some things. my advice has negatively affected people. and you’re worried about it still? Join the ‘I screwed up’ club. and that’s all you can do!’ Am I right?” “Yes. you have a point.” Farber started laughing. Finally. you’ve got to tell me what you’re afraid of. you are right. What if you weren’t there? They might have gotten worse advice.Phillip sat still. and it was wrong. Get over it!” He laughed more. Nonetheless. Come on!” “I’m afraid of being another Karl Marx. I know what you’re going to say… ‘So what if you’re wrong! Do your best. responsible for the murder of a hundred million people. and you can only give out the best you have. How old were you when you gave your Jesus friends bad advice?” “Twenty-something. You’re not God. “Oh my God. he raised his head and took a deep breath. And you know what? Those people are following my wrong advice to this day!” “And you think it’s your fault?” “Isn’t it?” “No Phillip. “Phillip. as though he were thinking both embarrassing and frightening thoughts.” “Okay. And. head lowered. looking downward. you’ve told me yourself. why didn’t I get it earlier? Phillip. has your advice done more benefit or harm?” “Benefit. that the world is massively screwed up. you’re giving me bullshit. you can’t hold yourself to the standard of being all-knowing. They asked you for your advice. I’m probably being paranoid. but he wasn’t a mass-murderer. Now Jim. Marx was something of a crank. baby.” James had been convincing Phillip very well up to this point. and you helped them as best you could.” “Farber began laughing loudly and heartily.” “Yes. Listen to me. Phillip. then became serious. “Phillip. when I was a minister. truth be told.” Phillip was dead serious. “Okay.” “Then what more do you want? Listen. many times. but Jim. move on! You gave some bad advice when you were twenty-some years old. But the risks are real. Jim. The people receiving even your best advice are going to take it wrongly in some cases. Jim. “Listen. it’s not. I gave people advice that I thought was right at the time. but now Phillip’s expression said that he had somehow lost him. But do you know how many people were killed in the name of his doctrine? A hundred million! These were real people who 177 .

“All right. Fathers. “Okay. Now.’ Phillip?” “Yes. Tell me. Uncertainty is part of the game.” “Mine. but he gave them a tool to use.” He took a drink. I don’t want to be wrong big. They wanted to get a share of the rich guys’ stuff. I promise I won’t tell anyone you’re a braggart. take a drink.” “And you’re afraid that your ideas could be used that way? I don’t think so. Marx didn’t tell these guys to do that. If I’m right.” “And what else?” “Envy. and to kill. Relax. false promises of heaven on earth. painful deaths. Phillip. children.” 178 .” “All right then.died. None of us knows what might happen in the future.” “Good. what was the real reason the peasants accepted communism in Russia and China?” “Well… first of all. Mothers.” Phillip looked at Jim with a half-smile.” “Right. and looked off into the distance. Jim. let me start with one last cautionary idea: My ideas are big ideas. Communism gave them a justification for their envy and for robbery. real people! One hundred million of them! Sadistic murder on a suffocating scale. I’m right big.” “Whose ideas are better.” “So. But if I’m wrong… well.” “Why are they better?” “Because they are bas ed upon reality. And that’s all they needed to get themselves into power.” “Would we do better to call that ‘irrational hopes. Slow.” “You’re bullshitting again. half-frown. And do you advocate these things. He knew that Jim was right. and why your ideas are right. not statistics. There’s never any assurance that a stray comment won’t lead to something bad in the future. That’s good. do you value my judgment?” “You know I do. how you wouldn’t. or anything like them?” “No. No. play along with me. yet somehow he wasn’t quite convinced. you’re being frozen in fear by nothing more than an oversized apparition. But then again. Marx’s weren’t. yours or Marx’s? No BS. leaned back.” “I don’t either. and start telling me how and why Marx blew it. Phillip. neither did Marx. definitely.

Requirement #1: All of this material is to be published anonymously. but were in fact conditioned behaviors. In my scheme of ideas. “Phillip.” James sat in silence when Phillip had finished speaking. a tribal or social grouping. am I being the same as Marx? His error was to assume that individuality and self-interest were not part of the human. a religion. “And the final question: Say we really do unleash real freedom on earth. and I am telling you in sincerity and in conviction. I say that individuality is built in. everyone is free to follow my ideas. and not ‘mere men. I am your friend.” Phillip paused. by trusting and developing his own nature.” ******* Mordecai. The superior man is made by breaking away from those things. Is there evidence to support my ideas? Yes. you can give me a pen name. you need to tell this. or not to. You have to put this into the world. and again Phillip knew it. so long as it gives no indication of my 179 . and went on. There’s no question about that. Phillip wasn’t yet settled with the idea.Again James was right. decided to say everything he was thinking. and began talking – almost rambling – out loud. and has become a great wall keeping us from further progress. by reveling in self-originated goodness and love.’ Paul wrote about people who were a new species. I agree to your demands. “All right. Tons of it. And again. The superior man grows by learning his own abilities. They are trying to bind the vast human spirit to a social structure suited to insects. I will begin sending you material within two weeks.’ Neitze talked about the ‘ubermensche. His face was motionless and his entire being seemed exceptionally powerful and serious. there is. “Hundreds of people have attempted to make some sort of ‘superior man. The reason that there are so few uber-men is because group-identity has been bred into humanity. but that a tribal consciousness is learned. The next issue is evidence. “I’m also comforted by the fact that I completely disavow aggression. It is a biological imperative. so he did as James asked. Am I right? I’m certainly right about self interest. They were wrong. by throwing off all submission to authority and membership in group identities. you need to tell this. If you like. I maintain that subservience to a group or to an authority is damaging to man’s true nature.’ But the people who tried to make this happen always wanted to associate it with some sort of hierarchical group: A state. what happens when rulers start to lose their power? How vicious will they get? This I have no good answer for.

and that we have created a thing of beauty. Such a group would not help my ideas. where there is no central power point to be grabbed. based upon these ideas. or Bureaucrat can swoop in and take half of what they earn. but would slowly destroy them. 180 . This is a place where coercion has no mechanism. I hereby. and to the better future it may bring. to the thousands of independent minds over a hundred generations who laid the groundwork for it. as Phillip stood and spoke. specifically and adamantly. military voice. to all the people who built it. louder. dinner was magnificent but not heavy. “Ladies and lads!” McCoy was speaking in a firm. forbid it. and not associated with any group at all. The crowd became more relaxed. Requirement #3: My material is not to be edited. Anyone seeking to create such a group will be immediately removed from association with the Breakers company or the Free Soul web pages.identity. where no King. “None of us knows exactly where Gamma will lead. or Senator.) Requirement #2: You will form no clubs.” As always at Tino’s. Michael. of course. ******* The celebration crowd at Tino’s included Phillip. and I don’t want to become a public commodity. and happier as the night progressed. associations. Richard the intelligence expert. there will be great pressure put upon you to form a group of some sort. Tino. But I want all of you to know that I think you are the finest group of people I have ever worked with. projected. Suzy Q. They all raised their glasses in a toast. with frozen Margaritas in abundance. you are responsible only for your own firms and personnel. “To Gamma. McCoy. They had all arrived at various times from Thursday morning till late in the day. These ideas are to be left alone. subject to the other requirements stated herein. at Friday night dinner. Gamma is a place where people can rise from poverty to wealth unimpeded. they were all rested and assembled. four additional members of the Group. or any other sort of group. Requirement #4: You will allow my material to be used by any reasonable publisher who requests it. Phillip PS: Tell Don that he was right. or what types of changes will spring from it. Obviously. (Big new ideas can create big controversies. Now. and that I thank him for it. and. Should my ideas become popular.

“I just got off the phone with Farber. Are they serious?” “Really serious. Within five minutes.” “Yeah. Everyone slept late. very. James Farber. At nine o’clock Sunday morning. to our fearless leader. Michael’s cell phone rang. It was a long. At this point. “That son of a bitch. which was next to his. albeit a pleasant one. Marsden!” The conversations went on till early morning. Go get everyone together. what’s her name?” They all laughed. “Hey Tino. Do any of you recognize the name Frances Marsden?” “The financial writer?” McCoy asked. For two days. he ran to Suzy Q’s cottage. and to the lovely and talented Ms.” McCoy laughed. remote. I should have guessed it. alternately looking at his friends and at his notes. and have them meet up at the dining area. how often do you get a group of people here who really have something to celebrate?” “Not often enough Michael… Hey Mike. well… he had something else to do. do you ever get any kind of group together at your place? Or do you just throw dinner parties for the few lost Elk who wander by?” They laughed boisterously. After conversation began again. and took naps.Regardless of what happens from here forward. The truth was that everyone loved Michael’s ranch.” Michael was sitting at the end of the large wood table. laid in the sun. with comments pouring in from every quarter. we have created the most moral commercial structure ever seen on this planet. When the conversation was over.” All at the table were moved. He was checking my 181 . all were present. It was Farber. but it was very. “Yeah.” Suzy rushed to get everyone there. God bless you all.” McCoy stood up and filled everyone’s glasses. full of joy over legitimate accomplishments. “One and the same. They conversed heatedly for several minutes. Michael made two pages of notes. They were making up for all the times they had pushed their limits. The last of them went off to bed just before sunrise. “All right then. and made for an easy joke. so the ranch was a novelty. the conversations at the table went completely free-form. Michael hollered across the table. Most of them were city people. “Yo. everybody listen carefully. Sunday was to be their last day there. you’re right. and they were all feeling rested and ready to go back home. full evening. Phillip! Where’s Farber? He should be here. “All right.” “Oh yeah. they all slept far more than they were awake. well. “Suzy! We’ve got another big situation staring us in the face.

we want to keep the FBI off our ass. So think about that first. enunciating each word.” An hour later. Our first priority is to keep our system up and running. Richard was being very careful to speak very clearly. and come up with plans.” Phillip and Michael remained at the table. absolutely. So. Phillip. “Farber was asleep at the switch.” said Phillip. and that they can almost verify. But we want this information to point them just a few degrees off-course.email for me. don’t you think?” “Newlyweds! They’re married?” “Technically. recording the various ideas. “All right. when I actually do this. But in substance.” They both laughed. and Michael stood back up. “Yeah. We want to give them information that looks legitimate. and discussed food and travel with him. People paced. the team assembled. then maybe a week more before they come charging in. and we just got big news. Michael turned and spoke. accompanied by the NSA. I want all of you to take an hour to think this over. You heard what Richard needs. everybody listen carefully. though no one had said a word. Farber will have a jet waiting for us midmorning tomorrow. That email came in a day and a half ago.” Richard stood up. and you know that we have to protect our system. everyone. while making them think they are making slow progress in the right direction. I guess we have to cut the young stud some slack. We’ll make our plans then. our goal is to give these agencies misinformation. I think he’s been spending a lot of time in bed with Frances. “So. Now.” Richard sat down.” The table almost buzzed with energy. I want all of you to take a few minutes to think about this. give everyone a one-minute explanation of what we’ll want to do. and get back up here in one hour. go back to your cottages and think about this. Apparently our best source of information is drying up. Richard. no. hollered 182 . We are using several layers of deception. Tino had set up a computer at the table and Richard manned the keyboard.” “Well then. “first things first. as everyone else left. Tino will have all sorts of food sitting on the table here all day long. Then. but he finished by getting us one very large piece of information: The FBI. Forget about your travel plans. it gets very complicated. What I need from you are any ideas for leading the FBI just slightly astray. “Listen up. As he began to speak.” “I don’t doubt it Michael. Michael got Tino off to the side. We have the rest of the day to get this right. and are playing all sorts of tricks on them. we have only a few days to get the most important things in place.” “Seriously?” “Yeah! Typical newlyweds. will be raiding the Seattle computer center within the next two weeks.

The plans they developed entailed routing their traffic around the Seattle facility. “They are able to locate our facilities.” “Yes. and I’ll be writing to you about it shortly. Some of them scribbled on legal pads. Everyone go and get some rest. Here’s what we’ve planned: We will find some people who want to take on the job as a full-time business. and I’ve enjoyed it too. and a cessation of traffic would indicate that their plans were known). Think about it. these guys will pay people to make their computers available for our use. Furthermore. and charge us a fee. I’d like you to take charge of the distributed computing effort. But I don’t want to do this forever. What’s on your mind?” “Suzy.” “How much longer than the rest. and to fill that computer with misleading data of all sorts.” said Michael to the group. ate a few bites of food. Michael stopped at Suzy Q’s cottage. he would be told that a special technician would be visiting him. Then. however. “We do. have an ongoing problem. the night shift technician would be removed from that project. not just the guys at the Free Soul house. When we get back… and once this operation is complete… we’ll have to get everyone moving on distributed computing. and McCoy would disguise himself as a Russian technician and make the appropriate changes. In order to do this successfully. and once we have our first and second stage of Gamma Markets running. their companies will sell that access to Gamma. I want to go back to psychology full time. They resolved this problem as follows: There was one particular technician who worked night shifts alone three days per week. rigging one of the computers to have a faulty auto-erase routine. Mike?” “I’m not entirely sure. “Got a minute to talk?” “Sure Mike. none of the technicians at the data center could know about their tampering. I’ve got some important research I need to pursue. it was nearly certain that the facility was being watched. Then he would leave before the others arrived.” Suzy was flattered and surprised. and I don’t want to take it on.out ideas. Essentially. I don’t think terribly long. Immediately afterward. On the next available night.” 183 . That way. There will be breakfast waiting for us at seven. the existing technicians would know nothing of the setup. others used PDAs. “Why? You’ve overseen everything thus far. and reassigned elsewhere. The truth is. Suzy. They signup people to keep their computers available to us. we leave for the airport at eight o’clock tomorrow morning. All right. come on in. and mumbled to themselves. replacing it with dummy traffic (since the FBI would be monitoring all the traffic in and out. This continued throughout the afternoon and into the evening. that the distributed computing effort will go on longer than the rest of the project.” Later that evening.

They wanted to make Breakers available to anyone who might benefit by it. When he had administer the treatment to himself. and both Phillip and Farber flew to Florida the next morning. James. The Free Soul house was buzzing with activity.” was a standard comment. and offering money. administering Breakers with Mordecai. Dimitrios did not like that name at all. It was at this time that the Breakers regimen was first called “The Brain Flush. “All right. Dr. Demitrios had spent a full week at the house. I’ll post a note to our first-tier Gammas. running day and night. And those with the most troubling pasts seemed to experience the most dramatic benefits.” “So. more significantly. not healthy people. Suzy. I’ll take it on. “And once we have all this distributed computing in place. “Imagine some of the Europeans. It ended up in Chicago. 184 . Or.” “Great! I’ll start next week. it stuck. but only if you help me. All of this led to long discussions between Phillip. And. I’ll give you as much help as you need. people began bringing in their friends and relatives for the Brain Flush. during this week.” She laughed at the mental picture Michael drew. Breakers was the big new project and the Free Soul web site their new joint hobby.” “It’s a deal.Suzy interjected. since it was not an accurate description. an unexpected thing happened – every person who participated in the trial said that they felt great afterward. “I felt like I washed away several pounds of mental grime that had accumulated in me.” Michael laughed to himself.” Dr. he noticed benefits. He had not expected an overwhelming response from healthy young people. dropping people along the way. but he was surprised at the results. they’ll have twenty computers in their apartment. but he dismissed them out of hand. and Don. in proper scientific style.” ******* Farber’s jet made several stops.” Breakers was originally designed for fairly disturbed people. Michael. we won’t need the data centers any more?” “Exactly. and chronicling their results. Mordecai. George. “I didn’t realize how much useless crap I had in my head. Since it was unquestionably safe. Nevertheless. George didn’t worry about administering it to the Free Souls. each doing a small portion of the processing?” “Right. there will be no data centers for the FBI to grab? Only a few thousand scattered computers. which were excellent. But. Phillip stayed the night at the condo he kept there. checking blood samples. and living off of it. having known many young European guys who would fight each other for such an opportunity.

if it came to that. and all transactions they conducted were open to state surveillance. medic al treatments that are not specifically sanctioned are banned. But doing this might give the US medical establishment another reason to oppose them.” “What time will you be home?” “Good.” she thought.whether seriously ill or just in need of a quick mental cleaning. In the United States. “he’s thinking about it already. All of these banks operated at the state’s pleasure. but she wanted Jim to be thinking about her. all partners in the ventures decided to create a separate distribution company that would be in charge of all shipments… including many that would get ‘lost’ between labs and warehouses. The distribution structure would give them enough plausible deniability to slow any possible attack. going over the opening and spreading of Gamma Central.” “Oh probably not till midnight. After much discussion. He needed a more permanent solution. ha… you’d better be sure to wake me up. His mind went back to the one solution that had never let him down: “Give people a chance to cashin by solving your problem.” Frances and Julia had spoken by phone several times since Frances got back from New York. were transacting a lot of commerce. Not even the places with traditional banking privacy would be able to withstand pressure from the US and the UK. Farber had set up multiple accounts in several locations. Worse. Their purpose was to help people – regulations and rulers be damned. Sorry boy. The first users had moved over from Tango.” he was fond of saying. but hadn’t yet visited in person. but these would only last until the various governments found them and shut them down. She was just about to walk out the door as she called. they could be shut down immediately if they displeased the ruling groups. when are you going to come home from that office and see me?” Frances’ voice was a combination of seductive and teasing. I’m going over to see Julia. Distributing them – even recommending them – can be a jailable offense. ******* “Hi Jim. it might give that same establishment a tool to prosecute them criminally. Should I be careful not to wake you up?” “Ha. James was working late at his office. and were bringing their customers into Gamma with them. James had two primary concerns: The distributed computing system and money transfers through government-controlled banks. “and they’ll run through walls finding ways to do it.” 185 . “Will you be home in an hour?” “No.

Let them be creators. you think the impulse to ‘lead and guide’ is a mistake? PD: Almost always. and made a cup of herb tea. offering significant rewards. If nothing else. and sent it to all the current users of Gamma Central. PD: I’m here amigo. there were hundreds of partial end-runs around banking systems. and finding new ones. and let his mind wander as he went. PD: I understand. keeping them open. JF: Phillip. Halfway home. They hadn’t seen each other in a while. The note was waiting for James when he got back from the shower. All going well. but I think it’ll be more like eight or nine months. let me know when you’re there. but I’m not so sure they’ll need us to do that. really. identifying the risks. Let them do it on their own. A few more months. and independent creators a quite different mentality. a few other things. He looked through the day’s mail. he decided that he should check in with Phillip. JF: So. then washed up a bit. What’s going on? JF: Getting Gamma up. We want it to develop its own culture. stating his problem. and we can think about getting out all together. got a couple of minutes? PD: Sure. These guys would make money by finding them. so he decided to take a shower. They’re looking good. not followers. PD: Good.people who find solutions by themselves. Farber posted the note to Phillip’s computer as soon as he walked into the apartment.Farber wrote a proposal. There was no response from Phillip yet. After all. as he often did. working on the banking issue. JF: Hey. and watched a news program for a few minutes. He was completely confident that he’d have plenty of responses within a week. Farber walked home.” he thought. he wanted to be clean and fresh when Frances got home. We want creators . “A thousand hungry entrepreneurs are awfully hard to stop. I saw the Gamma stats earlier. Followers have a certain mentality. JF: Yeah. who have their 186 .

Julia explained it all to me. I don’t think they ever spelled it out for me. She’s worn out. a few months. PD: Thanks.” “Yeah. OK.” 187 . hoping that she would wake him up. but I can start whenever I want. and who are capable of independent. you have to get out of the way and let them rise to the occasion. It doesn’t fit the pictures I have in my head. I kind of guessed. Followers don’t do that. I do. it’s been good. righteous action. I’ve got a lot to do. What’s up?” “Did you know that Phillip and Julia are not really married?” “Well. but not for the reason he had hoped. and wait for Frances to get home – she’s at Julia’s. She did. but it wasn’t too hard to tell. visiting kids and grandkids.” “But it just seems strange… right?” “Yeah. Make sense? JF: Yes it does. she had been feeling betrayed. but will you need to hurry out in the morning?” “No. I don’t have meetings tomorrow. “All right.own conceptions of the right and good.” “Yes. she’s had enough drama. babe? I was sound asleep. I know. Anything else on your mind. nothing urgent tonight. what are you up to? PD: Writing essays. Phillip is just too much for her on a daily basis. can you talk for a minute?” The look on her face said that she didn’t have pleasure in mind. I’ll copy Michael on this discussion. I know they’re getting along well. PD: Great. “Jim. James was asleep.” “You didn’t know for sure?” “No. and planning my retirement.” She was relieved that James hadn’t known. They act married when they’re together.” “No. I’m going to relax for a bit. JF: Sounds good to me. and just wants a quiet life. To get the creator mindset. JF: All right. I’m done for the evening. JF: So. Cheers! It was after midnight when Frances walked in. PD: Yeah. but they’re not together that much of the time. “You do understand that they still care about each other.

I forgot about that. Thank you. These are transcripts my mom made of her conversations with Grandma. ‘Margie’ is my mom. their plans for the day. They read as follows: “Margie.“Great. “Well. but I am sorry t at I demanded h fidelity of your father. pulling out an envelope. the notes.” “You’re welcome. making the apartment look like it was sparkling.” “Yeah. I’ve got some notes to show you in the morning. But talking to Julia about her nontraditional life with Phillip. you may think this is crazy. it’s just very strange. it is necessary.” said James. sit and get started. really. and Frances asked James to sit back down while she got the notes she had mentioned the night before. with hand-written additions and notations. I can understand. He was a good man. eggs and toast rolled into the bedroom. But if we will discuss this subject. It was hard for him to 188 . Here they are James. what is it?” She was reaching into her desk drawer in the living room. yes.” She kissed him. Does it bother you that I should talk about that?” “Not really. “Oh.” “Yes. I put them aside for a while.sexually. I will never talk about any details. So. After eating. Frances wanted to enjoy a traditional morning of ‘wife makes grand breakfast for loving husband. Mom. read them. “Go on. “The notes from my grandmother that I told you about. Go to sleep now. you were about half asleep. it would mean he had lost – or would lose . Though she wasn’t quite sure why. and their schedules over the following days. they cleaned up. it brought it back to mind.” The pages were typed. But that was not the truth. Margarite. they discussed the beautiful view. and always loved me.” ******* Jim woke up to sunlight streaming into half a dozen huge windows. Do not worry.’ James walked into the kitchen. I thought you’d like it. He was also a very active man .his affection for me.” She finished serving the food as James poured the coffee and juice. The smell of coffee. Over breakfast. I was always told that if he were unfaithful. “You know. lover. and wrapped his arms around Frances from behind as she finished her cooking. You know. I just wasn’t ready to jump into them. this is really nice… what a wonderful way to start my day.

whether they’re right or wrong. What I am saying.” “So. Mama. but I no longer believe that. in his case. do you think my grandmother was right?” “In what way do you mean?” “Well. but I know that tying down his sexual desire hurt your father. it would have been an evil. and not be able to get it. darling. far removed from the events. Margarite. how much energy can a mother of five children really have? “But it affected him. “That’s not a very easy question. we had a good marriage. And I am very certain that if he had had more sex. And that such training does not serve us well. I certainly didn’t hurt him purposefully. It really needs to be done. but perhaps some of you younger people could figure out some way to deal intelligently with sex.want sex so much. “Yeah. Would you really have said that when you were thirty or forty years old? I don’t think so. “But here is my question Margie: Would it really have been so bad if he had had a few outside relations? I’m not sure. no. I thought so too. I’ll tell you Margie. knowing that the answer he didn’t want to give was the true one. you say that now. and I don’t want to have sex as much? Would you still need it? Would it be bad for you if you didn’t get it?” Jim froze. Jim. he would have been more energetic in his work. That I was afraid of something that was not true. “The way people have handled sex is wrong . marriage. and I really believe that it damaged his health over time. figure everything out for yourself. is that I should have been able to say that. and family. That I was trained to act as I did. what if we have a bunch of kids. After all. at least in your father’s case.” “Mother. and I’ve spent too long thinking the old way to see my way out. I could not have said it. 189 .it does not suit what we are. following them turns your mind off. He would get grumpy when it had been too long. even then. do you think that you and Papa had a bad marriage?” “No. I’m too old. you know.” “Wow!” was all Farber had to say.” She lowered her head and was sad.” “For me at that time. but I did hurt him. I was too frightened. Don’t ever follow the crowd . But I did think about it. He couldn’t see any good way out of this question without either lying or hurting Frances’ feelings. or maybe angering her.

But I’ve got to hear the truth.“Jim. remember?” “Yes. I haven’t even thought about being with another woman since I’ve met you.” He was obviously uncomfortable. She kissed his forehead. and worried about Frances. I definitely function better when I’m having good sex… enough good sex. and that hurts. Lying might get him out of it. He didn’t want to hurt Frances. I think your grandmother is right. He began to get up. “You’re a good man. They feel sublime at the moment. you told me that you loved the way I went after the truth. That would have been what happened to Grandfather. and see the future as always being that way. He was angry at her for forcing him into such a situation. I would never want to hurt you. then some of my dreams are mistaken. please. go to work. and still angry. James. but slowly.” “Are you sure?” “James. and I’ll be fine. If Grandma is right. and he was being unrealistic. I do. But I want to know. are you okay?” “Yes. I want to hear the truth. and it would be worse then. Come home for dinner. And should the future not live up to their dreams. I know you’re afraid you will hurt me. honor would demand that they suffer through it in silence.” “James. he was in love. but not without concern.” He felt very bad. But Frances. the way that such men usually are.” He left without hesitation. It was nearly noon before he got any work done.” Farber felt in a hopeless situation. do what I ask. Please. “All right Frances. “Frances.” She knew what he was doing. appreciate it now. He was a good man. then spoke. but he rehearsed his words in his mind only once. ******* 190 . with tears beginning to stream down her face. Now. leave me alone for a while I let my dreams die with some dignity.” “Well then. but she’d eventually find out the truth anyway. why are you doing this? There’s no good way for me to answer this question. I am. “Frances. I appreciate that. and he didn’t want to disappoint her.

The computer equipment was flown to the FBI lab in L A. you know I’ll beat that charge with no trouble. A perfect touch. and no one had yet suspected anything. Anthony Bari. “You don’t want to cut a deal. the agents had watched the building for days. Late one night. The technicians were promptly arrested. he looked to be a fairly open. a kill switch. This had been two years prior.” “I’m certain you will. Yugoslavian. The fac ility was not a house this time. Mr. Bari enquired of the charges and was informed that they were to be wire fraud. even better than planned. and a number of fiber optic Internet links passed within a few meters of the building. They details were almost all the same: A number of careful and nervous agents. and made the raid midmorning on a week day. Ballard… wire fraud charges will lose in court.The FBI raid on Gamma’s Seattle facility did not occur for nearly three weeks after Morales was told of it during his last week at the FBI. a flash raid. Mr. and wanting to do his job to the fullest. Bari was on the next flight to Seattle. It was due south of the main telephone switching center for all Seattle. a Mr. Mr. Michael was so pleased that he decided he’d give a nice bonus to the technician. he told them to sit quietly and to say nothing that he had not approved. was the next morning at nine o’clock sharp. Ballard. a group of Russian. a group of technicians working for Michael had painted their van to match the local telephone trucks and set up as if they were doing emergency work. The attempt to destroy the computer that didn’t shut down convinced the FBI to trust all the (false) data it contained. not a bureaucrat like Coopersmith. Why would he file charges that Bari would be certain to beat? “All right. you seem like an intelligent man.” Bari looked hard at Ballard. but an old. analysis. dilapidated manufacturing building near the baseball stadium. and met with his clients that same evening. once the man made it back home. The other hard drives were repetitively erased beyond recovery. and requested their attorney. Realizing that he had a few seconds. Ballard was a much more reasonable man than Coopersmith. He was new on the job and had been a practicing attorney for most of his career. and people shouting “We are not armed! Do not shoot!” in broken English. As usual. “Now. Richard’s counter-espionage plan worked as planned. Bari. for . let me try to understand this Mr. but…” He began to understand. One of the technicians noticed that the one computer didn’t shut down like the others. do you?” 191 . he threw it against a brick wall as the agents were breaking down the door. and Polish immigrants. As before. The case was broken. His meeting with the prosecutor. honest sort. but the hard drive was intact. Ballard. They tapped a couple of fibers and brought them into the building through an old underground conduit.

and disbanding our computer facilities (we have two more like the ones in LA and Seattle). Thank you. Your people are fine. The new system will involve many hundreds of operators. He nodded. not employees. Then. and dozens of organizers. I’ll beat the charges.” ******* Michael. please do so and bill us for it. All of these will be independent entrepreneurs. and if they get in trouble. I’m sure you know about the raid in Seattle. the fund covers their legal expenses. Listen. but not in fact. They want to see what we have. it was the Feds who were dictating events. Someone in their office is smart. and shot Bari a look of respect. “Yes. and I’ll try to give away as little as possible. 192 . I understand. We want to put a Legal Defense Fund together for them. They pay a certain amount (Annually? One time?). counselor. please get the technicians out of trouble. This is my case in name. I hope things are going well on your end. What sort of bond might we expect?” “I’m afraid that will be up to the judge. If you need to spend any money taking care of our employees.Ballard smiled. “You’re good. Please look into this for us. and for us to waste our ammo on an unimportant case. I’ll talk to you just a bit off the record. Bari ******* Anthony.” Then he waited. not Ballard’s office. and give away as little as possible also. Bari understood perfectly. and I should have no problem beating the charges filed against them. I’ll see that your men are treated fairly well. we’ll have no surprises left. Yes. Thank you once again. my friend. I’ll see you at the hearing this afternoon. Then we will proceed through trial. which brings up another confidential matter: We will soon be moving to a distributed computing system. But we do have a problem: The FBI is making sure that the case goes through the whole trial process. Things are going very well. when they get something bigger.

Michael ******* “Frances? I’m home. and worried all the way home. so I thought that I might cook for you. He thought that he would make dinner for her.” 193 . “Well. Logically. and didn’t find anything cooking. knowing that he was worried about hurting her. if you’d like. I didn’t see any cooking going on. but emotionally. but don’t reveal it in the articles. I’m convinced that they are not the whole story here. “Hi Jim. then called my mom and talked for an hour. Jim. she was almost ready to put all the pieces together and make a series of articles of it. “What are you doing?” “Well. and probably a continuing series. I’m not going to endanger you. She wasn’t sure exactly how the information she had gathered would develop into articles. “So. I’m okay Jim. what are we going to do about your Gamma ut Markets. but informative. Rodney had agreed to at least four articles. although I do think I’ll take a break from the subject. I’ll be out in a minute.” Her voice sounded almost cheery. but you don’t have to. finally got busy and forgot about it in the afternoon. he was fairly confident things would be all right.” “Yes.” “Well.” He had been worried all morning. We really need to decide what we’re going to do.” “I think I can help you. Listen. so he began looking for ingredients for making something. So. it tore him to think that he had hurt Frances. I’ve got a fair amount of material together. I’m washing up. that would be nice. Jim finished cooking. The interviews in New York were brief. I cried for a while. and I’m trying to arrange it as sort of logical presentation. “Hi Jim!” She kissed him. tell me about the articles. but they are part of it. until the mystery was solved. I would like. I need to understand all of what is going on. and they sat down to eat. I think I’m mostly over it.” “You need perspective?” “Sort of. but she knew that it was important. I need to make sense of it all. He was much relieved. He looked through the kitchen. But I do have other important things to do. B first. and to see where it is going. how do I handle this?” “How about this : You use your private knowledge to generate your perspective.” Frances had been working on the material for more than a week.” She smiled. you make us some dinner and I’m going to pull all of my notes together on the articles for Rodney.

I’ll leave some of the details out. back when DOS was the big thing.” Frances sat up straight. but when the time is right. you’d be horrified. the less the market can operate. The freer and broader the market. She smiled back. Gamma is only one of the ways around the system.“That’s reasonable.” “Not right away. He was a h computer consultant. And there are a lot of people who simply drop out of the system for a year or two. until she said. not hurt you. “Jim. I once had a neighbor who did t at. “Good. Did you know that there are something like ten thousand regulations impinging on the sale of hamburgers? I suggest that you do some research on that for the articles.” he said. “So. the less the state has to do. if you could track the growth of regulations.” At least he meant them well. or tell Rodney that you can’t. between creation and control. “Now. and show why people are going around the system. and then pop back in. here’s some perspective: There is a never-ending battle between economics and politics. She thought about it. “All right then Frances. “Go on.” Farber smiled. and very curious. or do business offshore. please continue. Her lips moved just a little as she mused. I’ll explain the benefits.” He waited while she wrote on a pad of paper. and do stories on the people who are using it. and hurt him? But would they have to?” “Jim!” “What?” “I’m going to write all about Gamma!” He was a bit confused. Commerce is choked by multiplying regulations. I’ll tell my readers what an innovative and interesting idea it is. specifically in the US. This is why black markets always flourish in oppressed economies. I’m presuming what? That the articles would expose Jim. but what if I get to a point where I need to talk about Gamma?” “Then you’ll either write it. A lot of people do business under fictitious names. It’ll help you. “Smart broad. and kissed her. and the more intrusive and controlling the state. There are many others. detail the arguments against it. still not quite sure what to make of Jim’s ‘boy’s club’ comments like “smart broad. The players who avoid the obstacles become more productive those who work within the system. The market and the state fight a never-ending territorial battle. but I’ll let people know that it exists.” Frances didn’t like that idea very well. He quit his job and worked 194 . looking for alternatives and questioning the assumptions she had made. The crush of legislation and regulation clogs the marketplace till it slows down.” “Okay. obviously. and forces some of the economic traffic to find ways around the regulatory system.

and went back into the tax-pool before he got noticed.” “Okay. Anyway. they find reasons to raise 195 . Bypassing regulation and taxation simply lets people live better lives. furiously writing down the information she was getting from Jim. cashing his checks at the client’s bank so they wouldn’t appear on his bank statements. but for the person who is swift and flexible.” Frances was in full business mode. lots of small companies and individuals are doing business internationally… and the governments are having a hard time keeping an eye on them. They’ve been trying to tie all of the government tax and financial reporting systems together. The ones who do business abroad have their payments sent to a foreign bank as well. That’s exactly what I’m talking about. Frances. All of his business was done off the books – in cash if at all possible. The thing that really scares the hell out of the rulers is that the middle class might figure out how to get around their taxes and regulations… and might actually consider it. that sort of thing. there are always ways around them. and all sorts of things. Or. The governments could watch them easily. If these become uncomfortable and angry.” Frances was making notes on a sheet of paper and Farber was thinking about the whole situation. Almost everything having to do with taxation is done to reap money from the middle class – from working people. I’m beginning to see the picture here. and for a down payment on his condo. getting money orders with the cash to keep his purchases off the books. So. they reduce the tax rates. And there are others as well. but doing that on a large scale would be disastrous… a new dark age. but that’s hard to do. I don’t have any real number.” “Right. He made about a hundred grand that year. They open up bank accounts in a country with banking privacy and have their investment money held there. How many ways around taxation and regulation are there?” “Many. there is one more factor I want to throw in here. to make them feel like they’re getting a better deal. They make grand speeches on the virtues of the working class. they just take a holiday to the banking country and bring it back home in cash. He used the tax money to set himself up. After a year. everything industrial states do is centered around the middle class. they do it. he saved enough money to buy a Jeep with cash. “Now. The only real way to stop such people is to impose a terrorist police state.” He liked her intensity. She spoke to him in a commanding tone of voice: “Explain.as an independent for about a year. “The final point is this: Doing business internationally used to be something only for the very biggest companies. they may keep them relatively happy by raising taxes on the rich. The Europeans have been doing it forever. If they ever need the money back at home. and so far they haven’t succeeded. The financial police don’t search tourists riding the trains. “All right. Now. He remembered one more thing. But they also arrange their tax systems entirely around them. he took a salaried position. praise middle class values. and paid no income or social security taxes. If things are going well for the middle class.

Some of these people loved the essays. ‘Save the children. “Thank you. they use envy. yes. they’ll use anything they can.’ with Groucho Marx as the master of mischief. The numbers of middle class people are huge. and either too busy or too sedate to consider alternatives. ******* At noon on August 24th. They use patriotism. there really isn’t anywhere else to go.” Then she sat down.’ and so on. productive. Everything revolves around maximizing the take from the workers. And on and on. stopped walking.” She realized what he was doing.” “Right. Later in the day. don’t you?” “Sure. got around the world so quickly and were talked about so much. they use entertainment. The pages were colorful and inviting. and turned on her computer for her. He walked into the living room. The logo was a version of the biggest mural in the Free Soul house: ‘Welcome To Freedonia. they use fear. her mind completely back in her work as she hit the chair.” as they became called. looking at her notes. but they were passed around in many circles. ******* 196 . You know why. Gerry had created a list of a few hundred of the most important thinkers in the world. I’ve got you set up at your desk here. He took the file she had sitting on the table. There were brief explanations of what the Free Souls cared about. and he made sure that each of them got a copy of each essay. the new Free Soul web site went up. “Come on. and some didn’t. It probably had to do with the quality of the people who first read them. they’re were the money comes from. They know that if they ever lose the compliance of the average guy. and kissed him. No one was quite sure how “PJ’s Essays.” She walked with him. took her gently by the hand and pulled her up. Then he walked back into the kitchen. many links. “Would you like a cup of coffee. with little middle ground. Everything they do is to keep them stable. babe?” “Uh. and her pen. he would laugh for a long time. They make very sure that the middle class feels no pain in paying their taxes – hence withholding from every workingman’s paycheck. If you want a continuing money source. when Phillip would see the pen name they assigned him.taxes. and the new centerpiece: Essays by Prester John. their game is over.” Jim got up and cleared the table while Frances went on scribbling.

After several weeks with no results. Not only did he consider Morales disloyal. Jones knew all this. and Morales was pretty much the only guy we had. Is there any reason that you couldn’t do that with Morales?” “You mean aside from the fact that I hate him? No.” “He wasn’t an agent.” Jones pulled out his cell phone.” “No. but it also left him with a big story he could tell – and back up – against the agency.m. “You know what Van Zant?” “What’s that boss?” “Every now and then. you got a minute?” It was Bari. and began to dial a number. The man was able to extract email and IP addresses. but the fact that he had quit over the misuse of warrants had created a stir in the Bureau. The NSA was asking for progress reports. I don’t think so. Nickelson is good at what he does. Van Zant shook his head. he can’t. 197 . and knew that Morales was separated from the Bureau for good. His partner Nickelson can do it fairly well I think.” “What?” “You remember that Chinese guy who was an expert on stab wounds? We used him on that kidnapping case?” “Yes. but the man simply didn’t know how to do the job. the legal stuff is just too thick. This was special stuff.” Van Zant thought for a moment then said. Morales had left records of what he had done. “So. knew that he needed Morales.” “Do you think you could get him back?” Jones was angry at Van Zant for even asking. Jones walked to Van Zant’s office. he was a consultant. and take it over themselves. They were making implied threats to remove the FBI from the case. but little data. I don’t have anyone. “No. “Max. but his replacement was not very good at the job. Jones was desperate. “No. and he had nothing to give them. The separation agreements made it certain that Morales wouldn’t make it a public story.The analysis of the data from Seattle was difficult. He’ll never be an agent again. but cracking the files was Morales’ thing. bring him back as a consultant. asking again if he had found anyone who could do the work.” ******* The phone rang as all hands at Max’s Tavern were preparing for the evening rush – about 4:00 p. Jones was upset and angry. you have your moments.

PD: How are we doing for money? MA: At the current levels: Two more months.” “Yeah. and we break even. All right. I’m planning my career. but Tony. I just wanted to give you a heads up. but they’re offering him good money. All right. we should have no shortage of takers! 198 . I know how you feel. PD: Well. while traveling the world. my associate Martin.” “No shit?” “No shit. Ciao. Max. that’s absolutely magnificent. you tell him that I said he should do it. and she’s got a couple of dozen guys falling all over themselves to get into the business. The Bureau just called Morales’ lawyer. you there? PD: Yeah Michael. PD: Fantastic. PD: Michael. You realize that an ambitious person could easily make a hundred grand a year at this. I guess so. They must need him bad. Are things going that smoothly for us now? MA: Well. “Go on. can the kid do it without getting back in over his head?” “He can if I write the contract!” “Hot damn.” Max hollered an order to one of his workers. I can’t tell you how proud I am to have been associated with this. Okay. what’s up? MA: Oh.” ******* MA: Phillip.” “You’ll love this. provided you sign off on it. They want him to come back to the Bureau as a consultant.” “Well.“Yeah. and said. MA: Yeah. I knew you’d get back to psychology as soon as you could. he has mixed feelings. then… does he want to do it?” “Well.” “Will do. PD: Ahhh! Yeah. I’ve got to go. how about twelve thousand users on Gamma? We’re closing down Tango soon. how about the distributed computing business? MA: I’ve got Suzy working on it. McCoy gave her a bunch of leads.

PD: Mike. MA: Ah. he has agreed to manage them. you can go ahead. After that. PD: That’s very interesting… Can you hold on for five minutes while I make a phone call? MA: Sure. we should build up a lot of money. and while they like their careers. I’ve got a little bit of cleaning to do. The software is in beta. PD: No. Farber sets up investment accounts for all of us. PD: So.) 3. We’ve got an idea you might be interested in.MA: Not at all. but there will certainly be another exiting idea coming down the road soon. MA: Well. we begin to put our additional money into those accounts. they also want to do something daring and exciting. here it is: 1. PD: All right. then do tell. but I’m pretty well set with going back into psychology. we don’t have a hell of a lot to do. MA: Yeah Phillip. Once we’ve all broken even. I think they’ve all had a good taste of living large. This fund will get us ready for it. Phillip picked up his secure cell phone and called Farber. They spoke for several minutes.) 2. and should be ready for distribution in a week or so. I’ll check back in a few minutes. Gamma’s done. The rest of them are thinking of going back to what they did before. 199 . what’s up? PD: Talked with Farber. I mean ‘you. (Over time. and also makes sure that we’ll all have the opportunity to be involved. what are the guys planning to do with the rest of their lives? MA: Well. Michael responded. We’ll set up one other account: A fund for financing the next great idea. (And yes. the Free Soul guys are going to take a few extra classes and finish up their degrees. except part-time. making notes and calculations. you there? Two minutes later. plural’ – all of you guys. you misunderstand.

musicians and artists came. we’ll still be the most established market. MA: All right. I can do that. PD: All right. Even when we have competition. Some of them brought friends to take part in the discussions. Gerry’s habit was to leave a stack of them on the dining room and kitchen tables so the Free Souls would pick them up upon returning from their classes or errands. All of these things led to a much increased energy level in the house. Hang on a moment while I check my calendar… OK. and I’ll get us to New York the next day. See ya. and they had received a number of questions from theology students.FreeSoul. and were sold to friends. me. Some were drawn by the ideas. you show up in Chicago two weeks from tomorrow. Gerry prepared a Questions and Answers section for the site. Demitrios. I’ll bet they like it. I want to go over his research. Listen. doesn’t it? PD: No. 200 . But now. Deal? MA: Deal. the night we’re in Chicago. but this assumes keeping Gamma as a monopoly for a longer time. Julia. PD: Certainly. I’ll work on that. Can you do it? PD: I’ll set it up. But more traffic was not all that was resulting from the essays on www. how about a dinner? You. They were getting essays regularly from Phillip and were passing them out around the house before posting them to the web.biz. business students came. and probably the best. More people were asking. ******* Activity at the Free Soul house was high. Most nights found several of them discussing the ideas PJ had raised. I don’t think so. Any time after next week will be fine. MA: OK. The first Prester John essay had evidently been p assed around in a couple of seminaries. A number of theology students came. and I have some interesting ideas for him. Frances and Farber. the web site was beginning to get significant traffic. They examined the ideas and argued for and against them passionately. In addition. MA: I KNOW they’ll like it.Talk to the guys about this. But contribution to the special fund will have to be voluntary. back to the first subject – my career: I want you to set up a meeting for me with Dr. A few batches of Breakers patches had been diverted to the house. Mike.

Mr. He even stopped by the office of Professor Milton. Red Sea was run by a single Ethiopian family. I’m very pleased to meet you. The note said that Michael hoped the Professor was feeling well. who had been in the Ladies Room with Julia. though a few had changed. He walked the streets. dressed. sir. At about 5:00 p. Phillip ordered a few appetizers and two bottles of the traditional honey wine. The next two generations expanded the family holdings and improved the business. thin pieces of bread used to pick up the food. his favorite.m. had the driver take him to the old neighborhood in Hyde Park where he lived during grad school. and wandered the University of Chicago campus. Some nights at the house were quiet and uneventful. and slid it through the brass mail slot of the heavy old wooden door with pebbled glass..” Michael Anderson was the child of pioneering Americans.some by the energy and aliveness of the house. a few came to find a cute guy or girl. May I take your bag?” Michael had lived in Chicago for several years during college and intended on using the afternoon to visit his old hangouts. A well-dressed chauffer carrying a sign with his name on it met him as he stepped off the jet way. After checking into his hotel. ******* Michael Anderson arrived at O’Hare Airport in Chicago a few minutes past noon. Michael hailed a cab and headed back to the hotel. and that he would be calling soon to discuss new ideas. then he introduced Michael to Frances. 201 . with large. and relaxed until it was time to head to the restaurant. The Professor was not in. and settled in an empty area of Colorado. It was served traditional style – no utensils. Eight o’clock. ate at his favorite hotdog stand. a message was waiting: Dinner at Red Sea Restaurant. survived a small Indian attack. They carved out a ranch and raised a family. and a cousin provided live music on the weekends. “I’m Michael Anderson. Then he showered. so he scribbled a short note. He even didn’t mind the traffic . The decor was the best they could afford.” “Yes. His great-grandparents had gone west from Iowa in a covered wagon. “Michael. Back at the hotel. More nights were electric. it slowed the trip enough that he was able to get a good look at the city as they made their way back to Chicago’s downtown – the Loop. Most of the old places were essentially the same. Michael checked his email and ran down to the health club for a fast workout. The food was authentic and very good.” “Likewise. Donson sent me.

He was in his mid-thirties. He remembered looking at a picture of his great-grandparents and their ramshackle first house in Colorado. But it was now time to go pioneering again. But something made the person do it anyway. but at the time he remained in mourning over having no new lands to conquer. not at some far-off time. with the Colorado ranches run by his wing of the clan. it seemed obvious that psychology gave Michael a way to explore some undiscovered country. He discovered the murky science in a very basic class that he took instead of history. 202 . the only uninhabited lands on earth were in places like Antarctica and portions of Siberia. but he was unhappy sitting still. The intervening generations had done well by creating a good and comfortable existence for their families. The possibility of space exploration – private space pioneering really – excited him significantly. in many ways. He had always felt like he had been born into the aristocracy of the west. The old wagon could be seen at the edge of the photo. certainly not places where one would want to carve out a new life. something unseen and inside of that person. yet there was nowhere left to go. His teacher was a retired clinical psychologist. Every piece of ground on the planet was owned and controlled by some country. If a place was not wild and new. Michael Anderson. he learned to appreciate the advantages that were afforded him by his family’s work. Michael was a classic child of the west: A bit over six feet tall. This seemed to be his time. certainly among the men. when he saw people doing things that seemed to make no sense. the theories correctly predicted human behavior. and constantly illustrated the ideas presented in the course book with stories of real patients. that should be first on the road. What impressed him was that when intelligently applied. and thinking about a family quite a bit of late. As he looked at them objectively. never married. He began wondering about it as a child. Michael faced a dilemma that took him years to transcend. In retrospect. Psychology became his love during high school. but it didn’t seem that it would be possible any time soon. and hair that alternated between dark blond and light brown. As he had begun to mature. Somehow – and he was still not sure how – he got the impression that it was time for an Anderson to get back into pioneering – to get back onto the trail and to venture further. He wanted to go. Great-grandmother had been twenty-four. This bothered Michael. it didn’t qualify for pioneering. His grandparents and parents married almost as late. the actions were counter-productive. which. and the Nebraska farms run by a different branch. depending on the amount of sunlight it had seen. in his Junior year.so that Michael was born into a wealthy family. a mix of Nordic and Germanic features. he had. but now. As a boy. By the time of his birth. The human psyche had been a mystery to Michael. Great-grandfather was thirty-six when he married. Physically. He felt born to be a pioneer. Late marriages had always been common among the Andersons. and it was he.

plus the kids. all going at the same time. why are you going to New York?” “Oh. we used to study together. Frances sipped the honey wine. “What. and my kids were young. anyway.” “And. and studied together sometimes. “No Michael. he really wanted to get back into psychology.” Now she turned away from Jim.” said Phillip with a wry smile. Demitrios. you didn’t know? Phillip and I took a couple of classes together at the University of Chicago. “So Michael. “So. “Michael helped me with my homework.” “Oh. But I’ll tell you what… I’ll make some for you soon. Frances turned to Michael. but I never heard. you know. To a farm boy from Colorado. Remember. I really did. you thought we’d take you out for bad food and wine?” “Yeah. Some of them are still there.” added Julia. who were to her left.” “And there weren’t many of them. The appetizers came. this is good!” Jim smiled. and to see his lab. I barely had time to sleep.” “Really? Psychology classes?” “Yeah.” Frances looked at him suspiciously. and toward Michael and Phillip. “I know how you study. so my studying at that time had to fit into any available time slot. and Julia would make us cookies and coffee… Do you still make those funny oatmeal cookies I liked. Michael. “He had two jobs and college. there were some tremendous teachers at UC then. and mail them to you. It was pretty crazy. no.” He blew her a kiss. “So.Tango and Gamma began as pure excitement for Michael. how did you meet these guys?” “Oh. and he reveled in the pioneering aspects of the project. Phillip was pretty interesting. we were in the same class. yeah. But now. Phillip. I still wonder how we did it. this was years ago.” Michael picked back up. I don’t think I’ve made them in ten years. “Hey. Anyway. as it neared completion. Jim gave me a little bit of background on you. I’d be surprised if you needed too much help. and to explore new ideas. something she had never had before. you are wonderful. This is a really interesting development. After trying most of the appetizers. and it was time to order.” Julia giggled. Julia?” She laughed. I want to talk to Dr. “Madame. Everyone at the table gave Michael advice on what to get.” 203 .

Mike. It’s not a miraculous thing that way. but this one interests me. “If you don’t mind. tell them what the college kids are calling it!” Phillip laughed. “What Breakers seems to do is to eliminate the residual fear.” Everyone at the table either smiled or laughed.” “Minimize fear?” asked Frances.” “All right. it isn’t completely true.“Actually. it seems like it goes away completely. and Julia looked at each other as if to say. I think we’d like to hear it. say that you refilled the cup. and causes involuntary reactions. In order to respond rationally. “We learn to repress our consciousness of fear. but not accurate… although I’m sure that’s how it feels. yes.” Frances wasn’t sure she agreed. “Hey Phillip. Fear is a much bigger subject than most people realize. “Well. ‘the effects of fear’ might be more correct. are you sure that is right? That there is residual fear? After I’m done being scared. Fear is involuntary. we must learn to stop the fear response. but essentially. Michael chuckled. and then said. and Julia said. Anyway. but I’m not sure I want to monopolize the conversation. right?” “Sure. Jim has told me some of the basics – removing the chemical residues from intense emotions – but I’m not exactly sure why it’s a big deal. so that we can reason. Fear is frequently the primary cause of human action. Frances. “Well. but it is very helpful… and anything that can help minimize fear is hugely important. it is the underpinning of a great deal of human behavior and consciousness. Myself.” Phillip. “They call it the Brain Flush. I’ve been trying to stay out of Phillip’s projects. Michael. “Michael.” James jumped into the discussion. I’d be glad to explain it to you. the reason it’s so important is that clears out a lot of the things that clog up human thinking and repressed emotions. “okay with you?” They all nodded to each other. and had more grounds when you finished drinking that one. that’s cute.” “Of course. Isn’t that true?” “No. Let’s see… how can I explain this well… you’ve had a cup of coffee that had grounds left over in the bottom of the cup when you were done. you’d have lots of grounds.” 204 . James. Really.” “Well. I don’t know. After three or four cups.

Julia asked Michael when he was going to get married. In many ways. He answered her honestly.” “So. yet Julia sometimes seemed to feel that he was imposing his will upon her. he was nonetheless more comfortable keeping personal things private. “What do you think about fear. but didn’t give any more information than what was specifically requested. Now. and especially her eyes. here’s the important part: So long as you have those grounds in the cup. although that was the result. there is something of an inverse relationship between fear and reason. “Yeah. He wanted them to request the information. are you going to try it Mike?” Phillip was smiling at him. But I also think that there is more to it than that alone. anything else you put in it will pick up the coffee taste. and Julia feeling like she got run over by it. There are better – more elegant – ways to transcend fear. and they moved on to discussions of families.“Okay. Halfway through the main course. The liquid coffee is removed but the grounds remain. Fear is a major factor in human thinking. Her face. and waited for someone to ask him to go on. It bothered Julia if he just went on and on. Phillip?” James was surprised to hear Julia ask. I’ll do it too.” “Great. “Suppressing fear has long been necessary. that’s almost exactly how it is with fear. it is the great enemy of mankind. And that’s why the people who try Breakers call it the Brain Flush. Julia looked at Phillip.” “Good. 205 . but experientially. She wanted to understand Julia and her discomfort with Phillip. “Well… ” Phillip was speaking slowly. “I agree with Michael. And Mike is also right that reasoned thinking requires the suppression of fear. and the cup is you.” He stopped. and with minimal emotion. children. That’s how it is with the fear residual… it gives a bit of flavor to everything else you take into yourself. Phillip was definitely not an unkind or domineering man. I am. She wondered if it might have been the result of Phillip’s natural enthusiasm. He was not trying to tease them. that’s the residual. it is. but it is something of a brute force method.” The food arrived. and if you like it. There was no embarrassment involved. let me know what you think. The coffee is the fear. and what kind of girl he was looking for. Actually. and travel. just that Michael was raised with the idea that private things should stay private. and that he should not get overly intense when he answered. and while he didn’t hold rigidly to that idea. Scientifically that is not correct. Frances watched also. although they are difficult in the present world culture. told him that she was stepping out of her comfort zone to ask him something – that it was important.

which is usually a very descriptive language with many words. Do you guys mind if I explain some more?” “Not at all. this is the kind of love that John says ‘casts out fear. And secondly. the more of this kind of love you can experience. the healthier a person you become. you’re quoting the Bible. fear is inward. as to agape.” “Fair enough.” said Frances. “Agape is the primal desire to bless – to pour something out of yourself.’ the other ‘phileo. and the ‘outward’ type of love. Note the difference: agape is outward. The kind of love John mentions is called ‘agape. fear a contraction.He didn’t have to wait long. As I see it.” “But what about phileo?” asked Michael. “Phileo is when you say. and saw that the others were eager for him to speak as well. The motion is inward – reaching out and getting. In my experience.” Phillip thought for a moment then said. but it is not a shrinking of the inner self… let’s just call the inner self ‘the spirit’ for 206 . John’s first epistle says that love casts out fear. creating benefit. People call this ‘shrinking with fear. outward. To birth some sort of benefit into the universe out of your own substance. “All right. “So. one is called ‘agape. Perhaps ‘inward gathering’ might be a better thing to say.” said Michael.’ It is a statement that expresses a desired direction of movement – inward. “Now.” said Frances. It’s painful to see you stop and ask permission all the time. the writings of good men and they contain some really interesting ideas. Have you ever noticed the movement fear causes? Withdrawal inward.’ Some people include ‘eros’ as well. however. “The more elegant way to reverse the fear. Mic hael. I do not take the Bible as automatically true.’ Notice the movement here. First of all. falls short here. This is why I often refer to it. “that’s inward. it moves inward. you think it would be fun if you did. there are really only two primary types of love. First of all. ‘I love that car. If you love – if you phileo – the car.’ and that’s a reasonably good explanation.” He winced. “you’re losing me… I have two problems here. “What’s the more elegant way?” Phillip looked around the table. In the Greek. I don’t know what ‘uh-GAH-pay’ is. “You’re right. Even if you never intend on getting the car. Bear with me while I try to explain this.” Julia looked at him and said. “I’d like to hear it. but I know you don’t hold it as true. Yes.’ the outward type of love. you’d really like to bring it to yourself. These are. I did say inward. ramble on. Frances. you are right. and started back up. Agape is an outflow of the inner self. and kinds of love: One of the more interesting things I found in the Bible was that the Greek text uses several different words that are translated into English as ‘love. took a breath. In any event.’ English. “Go ahead Phillip. but I think eros is better understood as sexual desire… libido.” “Wait a minute.

Fear is the enemy of the high and the beautiful.” 207 . or to use the goodness in itself. thank you. Fear is what restrains it. though it does wish for something to be brought to it. fear and agape are opposites. back to love casting out fear: If your spirit is flowing outward – with agape – the inward shrinking does not occur. It does not allow the human spirit to flow outward – to contact. The spirit neither pours out nor contracts. It is during the outward movements that real human magic occurs. So. Fear is a shrinking of the spirit.” “Okay. taste and know the goodness in others.convenience… Phileo reaches out for something to draw to itself. Does that make sense?” “Yes.

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here is an example: There was. This was a very important part of our faith. experience. Now. We repudiated entirely customary morals.’ and almost all of us have picked up on the ‘be quiet and obey’ mentality to one extent or another. and traditional wisdom. and the wisdom. We claimed the right to judge every individual case on its merits. There was nothing too exceptional about them at the beginning. Thanks. and I want to make use of it. perhaps it was only the ‘overboard’ who were able to break out?) Remember this. and went on to great success. and for the outer world it was our most obvious and dangerous characteristic. violently and aggressively held. and the people who have done it usually went overboard in one way or another. but don’t let it stop you from learning from them. George ******* Hi George.Chapter Four Bill. there is a problem with many of these people: Breaking away from the crowd is difficult. Eat the fish. (Or. Study the lives of people who lived aggressively. spit out the bones. That being said. I’ve got some free time. in London. but most of them became very creative. 1. We were.M. a gathering of young freethinking artists called the Bloomsbury Group. and pursue it. One of them (J. OK. How about sending me some ideas? A list of books to read? Something? I’ve got the time now. 209 . here are some random thoughts for you to follow up as you see fit. and I’d like to pursue my new hobby. Keynes) made the following statement: “We entirely repudiated a personal liability on us to obey general rules. and self-control to do so successfully. Study the rebels and the nonconformists. before the First World War. conventions. Most people have been conditioned not to ‘color outside the lines. See what suits you. so that you don’t make the same mistakes.

and some of it is posted by government agents looking for tax evaders. You should judge everything on its own merits. Get international in your mind. 2. Read about it and see if you don’t agree. and the like. to conform or obey.that is to say. Remember what I taught you about surfing the web anonymously. some bad. and not to follow any idea – or reject any idea – because of tradition. but you do have to focus your eyes beyond the US border to see them. no inner sanction. and entrepreneurship. Learn about international business. Keynes says that they repudiated all custom and tradition. Bill 210 . Fall in love with the free market. So far. 3. Austrian and Chicago economics. and make business contacts. residency and domicile rules. That was the great mistake of the 1960s. and I am convinced that it is the primary source of this group’s outstanding accomplishments. never think that an idea associated with a tradition is automatically false. America can be grand. Read everything you can about laissezfaire.” This was not a terribly uncommon attitude before the war of 1914. There is a lot of information available on the Internet. 4. Commerce is what makes the world livable. however. Travel. But on the other hand. but it is not the only place with value. The rest of the world offers innumerable opportunities. conduct business there. in the strict sense of the term. Remember. that some of it is good. but live there.” Find out about banking rules. so good. You Americans call it “Offshore Finance. Study the great deal-makers and business creators. Don’t just see new places. 5. immoralists… we recognized no moral obligation. Few traditions are void of good ideas. We should not accept any tradition as automatically valid. classical liberalism. The only problem with ideas such as this is when they are taken further than the statement above. Before heaven we claimed to be our own judge in our own case. Study people who had courage enough to be different and integrity enough to be good.

It had been two months since Phillip had seen his Mom. then made her sit at the kitchen table 211 . it kept her sad. There was also a private nurse that came three days per week. Phillip paid for the nurse and took care of Emily’s expenses. Dad Phillip enjoyed going back to his old neighborhood. she became very uncomfortable being in their house every day. Phillip left them a note that said he’d be at the apartment later. I’ll help with expenses. (Yes. So.) Not to break morbid on you. it kept all their memories in front of her. I’d like you guys to look at your schedules. Michael and George disappeared into the back of the lab. She was able to buy it in cash and was left with an extra hundred thousand dollars beside. Listen. It had been on his mind that morning. I’m going to visit Grandma today. After his father had passed away. but I think that time is starting to take its toll on my mom. Anyway. Erika was old now. Hug the kids for me. She wouldn’t be around for too much longer. Phillip’s mother Erika lived only a few blocks from the house he was raised in. but she looked far more tired than she had two months prior. and Sarah. Then he drove his rented car to his mother’s house in Brooklyn. she sold that house and bought a smaller one nearby. and took care of her. and see if there is some way for you to come to Brooklyn soon. and became deeply engrossed in scientific discussions. from the airport: Hi guys. and he had sent the following email to his four children. I love you all dearly. Phillip’s cousin Emily lived only two blocks away. Rachel. That’s all that’s on my mind right now. and her health was failing. His mom was together mentally. Anna. After making introductions. Phillip hugged and kissed her. He almost always drove up and down the side streets and often took late-night walks through his old territory. I realize that you guys have careers and children to attend to. and he felt bad that it had been so long.******* Michael and Phillip rolled into the lab early the next afternoon. and I wanted to remind you guys to do this too. and to get dinner without him. Joel. The nurse says that she’s getting weaker and is starting to talk more about dying. and he wanted to make good use of the time he had left with her.

Phillip was Erika’s only child.” “I want you to take that envelope with you Phillip. I’ll do as you request.” “Yes. But their relationship was not always smooth. biologically he was not. and married Jacob Donson when Phillip was one year old. and didn’t recall the events. I want you to do something for me before you go.” “All right Mom. I hope you’ll understand why I will not talk about it any further. it was important and unusual. but you must not open it here. Phillip. Both father and son were powerful personalities.” “I see it Mom. after her mother (the sister of Jacob. and do not open it here. But she was so serious that her orders took on the air of a sacred trust. and left the room. and they clashed powerfully during Phillip’s late teenage years.while he made her dinner. May I ask why?” “No. His cousin Emily lived with them for seven years. open the top drawer of my dresser. and said that she’d have to go to bed. A nd once you read it. And while in almost every way Jacob Donson was exemplary as Phillip’s father. He picked-up around the 212 . Mom?” “Phillip. and said. They discussed recent events. Phillip’s father) passed away as a fairly young woman. Emily’s dad died during the war. Jacob was the only father he had ever known. “All right Mother. and tucked her in at about eight thirty. although several of Phillip’s cousins lived with them for long periods of time while he was growing up. Phillip’s biological father had died during the war. and Phillip had loved and respected him deeply. you may not. She spoke slowly and firmly so that he would not misunderstand. “Phillip. “Phillip. I understand. The letter was all I have to say on that subject. she spoke to him in a voice of resolve.” Were it not for his mother’s solemnity. They patched things up during his twenties. But as he left her room. Erika came to the States immediately after the war (she had a great-aunt in New Jersey). Take it with you.” From the tone of her voice. She was always an older sister to him. The letter in the envelope will explain everything. and her mother had not remarried. and he felt no inclination to open the envelope until he got back to the apartment.” Again he kissed her goodnight.” He did. Phillip got things ready. He looked at her with great respect. Mom got tired at eight o’clock. it was obvious that whatever this was. He turned on her favorite television shows and kissed her goodnight. Phillip was a small boy when this happened. he would have been interested in opening the envelope. “On the left-hand side is an envelope with your name on it.

and she tells me you are out of the country right now. If I am to die before you get back. and leaned back into the overstuffed couch. “Phillip.” Michael took the note from Phillip. and I hope you are not angry at me for not telling you before. It didn’t take long for Michael to pick up on his silence and lack of movement. I didn’t even tell your father Jacob. okay?” Phillip nodded his consent. then reread it. Michael and George sat to Phillip’s left on the couch. referring to both Michael and George. Phillip greeted George and Michael. I did not marry your father during the war. and he did not die fighting with the Partisans. Almost seventeen when I met your father. “You read this. ******* Back at the apartment. attending school. and sat down on the couch to read his Mom’s note. “My mom gave this to me tonight. left her a note on the kitchen table – telling her how much he loved her and missed her – and drove back to Manhattan. grabbed some juice from the refrigerator. Then he sat. Phillip. my friend who lived not far down the road. Michael put his hand firmly on Phillip’s shoulder. I just called Julia. He re-read it again. “Phillip. and something that Michael noticed almost automatically. I was younger than I told everyone by four years. George followed only a couple of steps behind. finishing their late dinner. Till the war. the story I told you about your father was a lie. I am very proud of you. this will be lost. Please try to understand the things I lived through as I tell you this story. are you all right?” Phillip didn’t seem to hear him. and playing with Marya. I was not yet twelve years old when Germany invaded Poland in late 1939. on the couch. and went pale. look at me… I want you to sit back and relax for a few minutes. stunned. The paper read as follows: To my beloved Phillip. but didn’t read it right away. I will soon die. and a good man Phillip. Michael got up and walked over to him. and there is one truth I need to tell you before I do. You are a very smart man. Phillip began to read the letter. No one knows the truth. these are things that good psychologists look for in their patients. It was mostly 213 . I am sure you will understand this. my life had been farm chores. “Phillip.house for a few minutes. He finished it. I am writing this now to be sure that I get this done. what is it?” Phillip looked up with an expression of complete shock on his face.” His meaning was for “you” to be plural. Michael and George were at the dinning room table.

I think it was only an infection that killed her. We were afraid of the Germans who were leaving. Their husbands drove delivery carts to the place. I remember my parents being afraid. but we did learn that the Russians had food. German soldiers trying to feel my backside when I went to town. My mother’s grandfather may have been Jewish.pleasant. We went outside very slowly and waved at them. insane rumors were everywhere. We didn’t know how many. They had heard that the Germans did not want to kill all of us. Lots of whispering. and perhaps one of my father’s relatives as well. and it was full of buying and selling. Other nights. By that I mean to awaken as a human being. and the Germans got more desperate looking. and they burned whatever remained before they left. Soon. all the Germans were gone. I was happy in my small life. and looking for information. They took Jersey along with them to be a cook. I had no idea that we were going to a care unit at Buna. The tanks rolled through our village at night. You can’t imagine what a hub of activity it was. to awaken as a woman. We went into town the next day. We had very little food. We never found out what happened to him. and I was not as quick as some to wake up to the larger world. Some nights I cried myself to sleep. It sprung up overnight. I was aware of the death camp at Oswiecim. but not terrified. By now. They put me with a group of older women to help with sick people. but that was not something we talked about. I felt nothing at all. When the Germans came. the front began to approach. I wouldn’t remember it now if it wasn’t important for you. and were not shooting civilians. Most of what was grown was taken by the Germans. and that they were looking for people to help them. About half-way through I started to awaken. and after. I couldn’t tell you this when you were small. next to the Auschwitz camp. adults on edge. My father disappeared at that time. with the Soviet soldiers. Wild. I couldn’t get it out of my head that they were killing Jews by the thousands. Phillip. It was too horrible. 214 . so we were not afraid of them coming. The stories were as horrifying as you may imagine. and I slept through it. We knew that the Russians were coming toward us. Then. The wives in the markets talked about it. and there was quiet. My brother Jersey and I tried to stay hidden. about ten kilometers away. You call it Auschwitz. Jersey and I went to the camp. just to take over. but we knew that it was very many Jews. Then Mother got sick and died. And I didn’t want to think about it either. The beginning of the war was mostly a blur to me. Then the tanks came through. The sound of heavy fighting got closer. There was no medicine. Only a few shots being fired. There was not much of a harvest for us that year.

How he moved from the Russians to the Americans. Michael looked off into the distance. with shooting. almost in a voice of command. Not much German either. He got hit with shrapnel. chief. and it is only chance that you are the one who is still living. so he must have been a Hungarian Jew. But I did not know this till much later.” was all he said. with dead people everywhere. “Phillip. To wash him. ******* Both men were aghast. Michael spoke to him firmly. but to live with bombing every day and night. but for human life to continue. I describe this calmly. I don’t even know his name. He died the next day. really. You’ve just had quite a shock. I made up the story you know. George and I will be in the kitchen or dinning room. save that it is one hell of a story. But he knew he was dying. I never found out. “None. Watching parents dying. We made love in an empty room. There was death everywhere Phillip. took a deep breath. Your father was very sick with a fever. Not only my own life. That’s what I had. one of the later ones to get there. a need for life to go on. You have no way of knowing this. We carried out dozens of dead people every day. People you know. you would have to live through this. Your father was one of the sick people they carried out of Auschwitz. That is the truth Phillip. and died a few days later in an American hospital unit. you just ask. Knowing that you could die at any moment. Phillip. “You know. holding my hand as he left. A violent demand to keep the world alive. Do you have any doubts as to the truth of this letter?” Phillip looked blankly at Michael. Phillip remained stationary. and turned toward Phillip. Yours is a winner. I’m not quite sure what to make of. Phillip. you sit here and try to relax for a while. I’m so sorry. and he didn’t speak any Polish.Jersey died a month later. Phillip. We were both so desperate for life. and one hell of a shock. Nothing mattered but life going on. and I knew too. Do you understand?” 215 . He was young and not yet desperately thin. Only those of us who wish we could forget. You can’t understand this unless you live through it. You have nothing left but a desperate desire to live. there was a fire in his eyes that I never saw before or since. the tone of his voice indicating that he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or bad. He was weak. one of the interesting things about my business is that there are always new things that jump up at you. so if you need anything. To understand what comes next Phillip. I don’t think I would want to. and I came to nurse him.

He looks a little bit better. And he’s a pretty tough guy.” “Is she believable?” “Michael. As best I could tell. Mrs. “Michael. looking at the ceiling. Funny thing is… he wasn’t.” “Well. wow… Michael.” “The Shoah?” “That’s the Jewish word for the holocaust. “You know.” 216 .” George smiled. I really don’t. Then his eye returned to their far-off stare. you know. Plus. you can modify a memory.” “Yeah. I think so. you would have expected that he was an exceptional child. tell me something about Phillip when he was a kid. I was thinking about that the other day. especially traumatic ones. I can’t tell you how many Sabbath dinners and Bar Mitzvahs I’ve been to. George. “Yeah. didn’t you?” “Sure. Over time. Michael. he was leaning back. you couldn’t be more Greek! How would you know Jewish words and Jewish history?” George laughed. My aunt was friends with her. I knew her fairly well. “Thank you. so I saw her a fair amount. It’s funny… as exceptional as this guy is now.” Michael looked at George with a look of confusion.Phillip’s eyes seemed to come into focus for a moment. “George. but old memories. do you think this could be a lie?” “No. I also know a lot about the Shoah.” “Yeah. and his body tension indicating that he was slowly coming back to a normal consciousness. is he going to be all right?” Michael leaned out of the kitchen doorway and looked at Phillip. Michael and George walked into the kitchen. It’s not hard to do unless you’re scrupulously honest with yourself. she lived on the next street.” “Wow. she was entirely normal. I’ll say this.” he said. “Okay. Same sorts of concerns and problems as everyone else.” “Say. I can still say some of the prayers!” Now Michael was laughing too. that I do know. I was almost the only Greek kid. and her facts hold up. half-way lying down. can be problematic. “George. but what about the story about Phillip’s father fighting with the Partisans?” “Exactly the same story I heard from Phillip when we were young. you knew Phillip’s mom. the neighborhood we grew up in was eighty or ninety percent Jewish. Donson always did look young for her age. or even create one.

” “And does it change anything?” “No. though not the very best. He wasn’t. I’ve actually been awake for a while.Michael looked at George intently. My motivation seems to be unique. did you?” “No. I think I’ll go to sleep in a few minutes.” “What about the ‘not big’ things that it changes? What are those?” “Oh. not the best. “Yeah. which Michael took for a very good sign.’ but it wasn’t like he was always the best athlete or the smartest guy in school. those are the hard ones. what do you think of hereditary memory?” “I’m not sure I understand the term. again. Whatever he is now. “not a clue. He ll. Cereal in the cabinets. Sorry. I’m referring to memories.” After an hour. and pacing the apartment slowly. George had gone to the lab at his usual time. but he was halfway there. Take your pick. Michael. impressions. Sometimes I was dismissive of them.” “I’ll tell you. plenty of stuff in the fridge. This is usually passed-off as genetics. I’ll say. not really… nothing big. huh Michael?” “Yeah.” said Phillip.” He paused for a few seconds. Phillip slept until noon the next day. He wasn’t really born to it… not as best I can tell. But it does explain a few things. “Not at all?” “Well. 217 . and Michael stayed behind. too. it’s very strange to get a whole new perspective on your beginnings at this season of life. Phillip?” Phillip stopped for a moment. how are you feeling?” “Fairly well. I shouldn’t have been. or leanings coming down through generations. some of the ways I dealt with other people who weren’t as motivated as I was. He was a pretty decent athlete. Phillip. He wasn’t that great of a student either. but.” “Yeah. Phillip. “Hell of a night. “Good morning. and said “Maybe in the morning.” Phillip poured himself a bowl of cereal – the pre-sweetened children’s kind – and sat down at the table. He always got high scores on the aptitude tests.” “Yeah. but I’m still wrung-out. Mike.” Michael nodded agreement. he became. Have we got anything to eat around here?” He was responding almost normally now. I wouldn’t say ‘not at all. He wasn’t back to normal. but stayed in bed rethinking things in the light of this new information. I made that one up myself. You never saw that one coming. “Would you like to talk about this. he wasn’t even very popular. Phillip was up. ”Michael.

but even most of them didn’t really get it right. without falling apart in the process. His passion for life was unique to him… and to his situation. the hereditary aspect would not be valid. she didn’t… I’m not trying to color this. And the truth is that I’ve observed a number of things in my patients that you would call hereditary memory. “How could I be the only one? Am I deceiving myself?” Phillip had tested as a borderline genius in high school. Phillip. but we can’t just accept it without critique. I asked George about your mom. Everywhere the man went he brought contradictions to people. he found a few like-minded people (the most radical of the Jesus people).” Phillip slowed down and continued. “All right. She was the definition of normal. Eventually. Maybe that’s what he was? 218 .but the things I’m talking about are short-term. It had taken him many years to learn how to handle himself reasonably well around ‘normal’ people. She never had a hell of a lot of passion for ideas. in the midst of people who hold their minds together by not thinking about certain things. There were so many of the others. If it affected me. and in more than one weak moment.” “Oh. or would. Really. I’d hate to think I was just plain crazy. She had experienced enough trauma. and in which case. except perhaps a spouse. what about it? Did your mother raise you with that level of passion?” “Michael. it had to be something else. or do you have another explanation?” “Well.” “Good. he wondered if he were the crazy one. Normal genetic processes could not have engaged so quickly. and they seemed to know. if he spoke his mind. And he was perhaps the only one of these men who was filled with a crazed demand for the truth.” “Such as your father’s ‘violent demand for life’?” “Yes. it would have been possible for my mother to transfer these ideas to me. and he couldn’t help wondering if there was truth in the ‘genius gone mad’ ideas. He had many episodes of self-doubt. could really understand what it was like for someone like Phillip Donson: To live with a burning passion for truth. that he was wrong. Why am I the guy who is crazy about living and finding the truth? Why am I the one who’s compelled to storm the borders of the accepted? Did I get it from my father. and wanted to get away from it. or for breaking new ground. automatically. Phillip was one of very few men who were strong enough to tear their own psyche apart and reorganize it. and he told me the same thing. and I do think there is something to it. exactly.” “Right. No one. though I have no data to prove a word of it. there’s no way it could have been incorporated into the genetic code via natural selection. I understand your argument.” Phillip wasn’t joking. Some day I’d like to do some experiments. So. and shied away from conflict most of the time. I believe you Phillip.

and sheer strength of will. And Julia. pacing through the rooms.” were the usual rants. Now. Over the ensuing years Phillip made peace with that as well. including work and taking care of the baby. Jacob was a good man. proved too much for Phillip. and began to read important passages. This was probably the real reason that Phillip had fallen in love with Jesus of Nazareth. The year was an amazingly full one. He kept going back to the Bible. The second crisis occurred about a year after he and Julia were married. Only Phillip’s mother showed up at the wedding. Eventually Phillip began to recover. moaning. The first time was in his early twenties.Twice. too fast. Phillip alternately felt like a zombie or a complete failure. But afterward. Sometimes he cried. he did everything necessary. being pregnant and tired. A truly just and 219 . it didn’t go away. Phillip had emotional crises over these matters. He was able to do his job. a man out of his time. Phillip didn’t know what to do and simply endured the pain – something for which he seemed to have an endless capacity. they were completely on their own. he was dying. He had reached the limit of his strength and had fallen over the other side. By the fourth day. combined with the previous problem of being one man against the world. comparing his thoughts to what was written. This took a toll on them both. verifying his thoughts. In retrospect. but only by coasting mindlessly through it. Phillip felt almost as bad as he had the other time. and praying. All four of their parents opposed the marriage. it was fairly obvious to Phillip that the stresses of that year were simply overpowering. Outwardly. daring. but this time. He was checking himself. He felt unfit to face his life. and married – all within a few months. analyzing why he believed what he did. When he woke up the fifth morning. especially for a young man with an ongoing problem of being the one person who is different from all the rest. but maybe he thought she did. but Phillip never doubted that if things got tough his father would take a bullet for him. This one was different. but it was several more months before he was back to normal. He had his coarse and bullheaded moments. “Too young. She hadn’t done anything wrong. and wondered if it was her fault. He picked up his Bible. Julia’s parents still weren’t speaking to them. He and Julia met. The contrast just got too much for him. Anna was being born. a child was being born. he began to feel better. but especially on Julia. Julia needed help. Jesus was a lone radical genius. There seemed to be an element of jealousy involved. He stayed home as much as possible. This continued for several weeks. He had run a commercial construction company with a combination of intelligence. lost her libido. He had little time to rest and regroup. And. This whole situation. and he descended into a sort of self-condemning depression. he felt almost normal. he would lay on the bed and cry. Julia got pregnant right away and mid-way through the pregnancy Phillip’s father Jacob was diagnosed with terminal cancer. fell in love. This was the true measure of his maturity. For three days he suffered serious emotional pain. Julia was at a loss.

but they’re working on it now. Bari was forced to reveal to the details of his bank transfers from the Tango group. but worried that his Internet traffic was being monitored. I suspect that my emails are being monitored. Phillip did. but they could not see it. That is not an easy thing to face at twenty years of age. some day in heaven. if only we could rise above sin.good man. His words still cry out that they can do as he did.) So. my brother is sending this to you from an Internet Café in Japan. to make people understand that they were able to do the same things he did. believed them. as well as all my correspondence with you. Thus far. (As regards our legal work. The discovery process was lengthy and detailed. Back at the hotel. So.” or “Yes. and within a few days I will be forced to hand over the bank transfer information. and it is simply a matter of time. he broke the disk and tossed it into a public waste can. (Which. an advanced man – a man that no one understood. and they still respond with.” or “Yes. Sorry to have so much bad news. We’ll lose our best ammunition. which makes them awfully hard to beat. After a series of judicial rulings. it was.) So. encrypted it. who was on his way to Japan on a business trip. The people around him might appreciate his healings. but they did not understand the man himself. he flushed his brother’s hand-written note down the toilet. Julian Bari sat in an Internet Café. He wanted to warn Michael. sipped Saki. I haven’t had to put the illegal warrants onto the table. and sent the encrypted file to Michael. I’m very sorry that it has taken me so long to get back to you.” Phillip read Jesus’ words. the government was trying to get every possible piece of information out of Bari. 220 . In Nagasaki. beware. and walked out a few minutes after sending the file. in fact. He then gave the disk and instructions to his brother. and saved it to disk. again and again. if only we were not burdened with these sinful bodies. He paid cash. not my information gathering. Bari wrote a letter to Michael. ******* Michael. Outside of the café. and I didn’t want to lead them to you. ******* Back in Seattle. the trial of the European technicians was proceeding slowly. The trial is plodding onward. People everywhere hated him for it. but it’s their legal system. “Yes. and did them. Jesus tried.

but their interest seemed solid. she first explained that unreported government figures showed a huge increase in business being done off the books . expressed some interest. not large corporations. She went on to explain that this appeared to be mostly small transactions. I’ll have everything ready next week. He’s not there full-time. Subversive Private Commerce? ran in the New York Times. but we are getting new information. the Canadian and American psychiatric associations being closely aligned. Best wishes. and will probably be in soon. Frances’ first article. In it. How Private Commerce Works. But France. A sidebar to the article contained information on the entire series of articles Frances had signed-on for. We also know that the FBI is working their way into something called Gamma. In specific. and be careful. both Mexico and the UK rejected the plan. Further talks would be required. we know that the signal protocols have changed. Don’t worry about repaying me. expressed an interest. as they had hoped. Talks proceeded on both fronts. the first responses to requests from the Breakers venture were coming in. and I’ve spent a couple of thousand dollars for their needs. (Is that you?) They’re not in yet. In addition to Subversive Private Commerce?. but I’m not sure how I’ll get it to you. Likewise. Now. This was to be expected. and Private Commerce: Evolution or Destruction? 221 . Bari ******* At this time. Japan. I’ll w for you to tell me ait what to do. ******* On September 2nd. Canada rejected the plan. She made growth projections. but not as much as the French associations.Your employees are doing fine. indicating that it was individuals trading this way. with anti-American glee. as to other subjects: We’ve got our information source back in position. there would be three others: Who Uses Private Commerce?. let’s wait till they’re not watching my accounts. and estimated how much business was being done privately. I have the Legal Defense Fund nearly finished. but they are working on a number of leads.

She also told the story of an unpleasant man who had gone through a nasty divorce.Response to the article came in waves.” There had been telephone calls from several Senators and ranking officials. we’re in some deep shit over here. Overhill. It so happened that on the same day Rodney received a memo from his boss stating that the series was “not well liked in some quarters. What else can they 222 . Rodney was very pleased. People talked about the article. the article! I’ve got a lot of big people pissed at me!” Frances felt intimidated. What are they trying to tell me? Also. and asked Frances to get her the following articles as quickly as possible. and telling me that I should have known better than to use you again. She happily agreed. since the second article in the series hit the newsstands this morning. Every executive in this whole company is angry at me. “Well. this was fairly straightforward reporting. Who Uses Private Commerce? ran exactly one week after the first article in the series. it was widely read and distributed in the business community. As best I can tell. What had she done wrong? Had she stepped too far out of line? Were they going to punish her now? “Rodney. In Who uses Private Commerce? Frances told the stories of four representative people. Her voice was now soft. Rodney sent the following memo back: “Mr. She was careful to tell the stories as factually as she could. I told the truth. they don’t have to run any more articles if they don’t like them.” Frances felt small. and didn’t wish to be prosecuted for doing so. R. They’re calling you a loose cannon.” “What’s wrong Rodney? The article?” “Yes.” “Maybe so. Rodney called her at three o’clock that afternoon. I would like to know which parts of the article were disliked. At first. She finished with an American businessman who kept his overseas money private and his American salary within the system. She then told the story of a retired physician who wished to treat his patients privately. but they made the idea clear nonetheless. They never said directly that they wanted the series stopped. without setting the people up as either heroes or villains. but you pissed on the wrong guy’s lawn. and kept his business private so that the state of New York couldn’t find much income to seize. vulnerable and scared. Please let me know how you’d like to proceed. Rodney.G. First was the story of her computer consultant neighbor (masking his identity).” The second wave of reaction to the articles began in earnest that afternoon. I suspect that you will be hearing more from these people soon. I didn’t say anything wrong. “Frances. Frances.

You just remind me if I forget. She began to feel angry. Babe.do to us?” As the words left her mouth. and putting herself under Rodney’s protection. and tell them to drop dead!” Rodney was silent for a long time.” But this was not a physical threat. feeling the same thing. Frances. Rodney! No!” “No? No. These people put me through hell today. At least I’m not.” James arrived home at seven o’clock. And this! This from the same people who blabber on and on about tolerance and free speech! No! I’m not cowering before them. okay?” “Okay. we’re not going to be intimidated Rodney.” Now she was sure – whether they had done it by calculation or just by trial and error.” “All right. Babe. You must train them to cower when the authority is displeased.” 223 . “then I might want a strong man to protect me. So.” She had always hated that idea. Frances. Then he said “I’m not sure. “Well. “Sun Tsu says that the ultimate target is the mind of the opposing general. I don’t know what they’re going to do. Forget about Rodney’s pissed-off politicians. now she was pissed-off. You tell them to call me if they have any factual arguments with what I said. I’ll withdraw it immediately. Not in this type of situation. she remembered the words of her old anthropology professor: “Historically. “I’m sorry. Yes this was a scary situation. didn’t you stir up a hornet’s nest! Nice job!” “James. what? What are you talking about?” “No. “No.” “Well. “Well. I don’t really like it. tell them that I spit at them. Probably to control the paper’s management as well. you must control their minds. women have survived by associating themselves with a strong man. in controlling masses of people. but she would not allow herself to regress to a Neanderthal level of female existence. and living under his protection. and she was not going to run to a man unless there was a legitimate need. But here she was. “If they were swinging clubs.” He hugged her. I’ll call you later.” she thought. This was no small thing. You tell them that if they can show me where I wrote something inaccurate. they were using intimidation to control her and Rodney. They’re trying to scare us. I’d appreciate it if you’d cut back on the gym talk.” She remembered something that she read long ago in a Chinese Communist text. but they’re not happy with you. But if they don’t have anything factual. at least not yet. I was just trying to be cute. don’t be so flippant.

Then. “Which would you like. enjoying being among people who didn’t know or care who she was.James walked her to the kitchen table. tea. the same as for the past week. and kissed her forehead. only much louder today.” ******* Jim took her to a coffee house he knew. He told me that you should be careful. The liberty people saying that the articles told the truth. you already knew something when you came home. I don’t know them terribly well. And beside hearing from my dad. establishment people just plain hating the article. “What would you like. to spend some time among people who did not share the establishment mind that was gathering against her.” “Well. Frances needed a bit of mental space.” “Your dad? Why?” “Because you’re going to be his daughter-in-law. How did you find out?” “My dad called me.” “And their reason was…?” He chuckled. A bit flaky. but we’ve really only been to your parents’ house twice. and that they were shocked the New York Times would print them.” “What kind of comments?” “Oh. I saw a number of comments about your article on the Internet. They ordered some strange new sort of coffee. it seemed that way. I know. he’ll be looking out for you. it had a non-traditional atmosphere. It was a counterculture sort of place. perhaps. “Jim. then what you think the real reason is. then we’re off… and wear blue jeans. and drank it slowly. you know. but the right thing for this night. he called to say that you’ve got a lot of government people talking. a glass of wine?” “Take me out for coffee. though not this evening.” 224 . Give me ten minutes to check clean up. For as long as he lives. or their real reason?” “Their stated reason first. More importantly.” “All right. their stated reason.” “Yes. sat her in a chair. out for coffee it is. with occasional live Jazz. doll? Coffee.” “Really?” “Of course! And you know he has a lot of well-connected friends. not far from their building. Anyway. water.

by getting inside information from someone in government. They’re just playing in a rigged game. interesting. You can simply bully everyone into doing things your way.” but he remembered that she didn’t want gym talk. then decided to switch subjects: “You’re probably right about this.” “All right. It was arranged so that a peasant making rulership expensive was an insult the great God. I won’t deny that I’ve always felt pressure to be politically correct that way. But these “rules” were never explained anywhere… and it seemed that there was a further rule – that no one should express the rules clearly. That’s not right. and they expect you to play it. All governments work this way… they’d be fools not to. You’re supposed to pick up on it and follow the pattern. But you’re smart.” She thought for few seconds. And now that religion is not so much in vogue. But what about us? What about this situation?” 225 . You’re smart. I guess I always knew what was expected of me that way. and as old as governance itself. and they’re…” He was about to say “pissed-off. it certainly isn’t written down that way. and that you were an irresponsible journalist. Their stated reason was that you were glorifying people who don’t pay their fare share. So…” “So… that’s why priesthoods were developed. “They feel like you broke the deal. They implied that you favored privacy for terrorists.“All right. You are supposed to put a bad light on things that undermine state power.” “No. but they do expect you to follow along. Journalism i s mostly a game of trading favors. and an establishment intellectual. intelligent people. we have the intelligentsia. James. educated. they did think she broke some unwritten rules. and that’s why kings were given a divine right. She knew that Jim was essentially correct.” Frances’ face went blank. Frances. but they expect me to just know that?” “No.” “Jim. You know how reporters make a name. but that’s really expensive. what lays behind this?” “It a structural thing. “Jim. I just ignored it… but I really do like some of those people. that it is their duty.” “And I’m sure some of them are nice.” “Maybe so.” “Well. The real reason is that you broke the intellectual’s code. Governance is far more efficient if people are convinced that submitting is the right thing to do. You didn’t. People don’t naturally take to being ruled. but you say it like it’s written into some sort of journalist’s rule book. The intellectuals are the ones who tell people that supporting their rulers is the right thing to do. writing for the New York Times.

Clinton did it. Kennedy did it.” “Jim. Jim. listen. “James. Actually. you’re preoccupied with tax men for the next few years. that you are talking to… have I ever blamed you for making me do something?” 226 .” “Then why are you talking only about options of surrender.. I really do.” “Because I don’t want to convince you to defy them. but they do it all the time. that’s just a guess. take my punishment. but nothing terrible.” “Well. Doll. If you continue the series. not to her. what other choice do I have? I can apologize for something that wasn’t wrong. You should think about that first. He sat still. Then she realized that he was reacting to Maggie. Nixon did it. “Well they had better not!” James did not respond at all.“Oh. Do you really want to complete it?” “Yes. and try to ingratiate myself with them again?” “I’m not saying that you should do that. I would. they’ll make you seem like a nut. Whether or not they audit you. this is me. for Gamma’s sake it would probably be very helpful to have you publish the whole series. “Nothing important. If you flip them off. But you should think about this carefully first. you could stop writing about private commerce.” “And my choice would be what? To apologize. Frances.” “An IRS audit!?” “Well. Maybe an IRS audit.” “All right then. “No. It seemed like he was concerned that he’d get blamed later for ‘making her’ do something. I’m trying to present all sides. and poof. “What?” she asked.. whose side are you on? Are you trying to stop me from writing about Gamma?” He sighed. I don’t suppose that they’ll do much to you. This is a legitimate and important story. you’ll be making yourself an opponent of both the government and the intelligentsia that is allied with them. and I want to cover it. and let things slowly return to normal. not because I convinced you. But I think you should decide what you want to do with this series of articles. however.” Frances wondered why he was being so careful not to influence her. we can find people to carry it for you… I know that a bunch of Internet sites would love it. Babe. I want it to be because you want to. Frances. or I can spit in the giant’s eye!” “Or. One quick phone call. Franklin Roosevelt did it. make a big bet that your series will never be completed.

So far they look very good. It is now almost beyond question that the subconscious mind is substantially chemical in its composition. and there’s no guarantee you’d win. ******* Phillip. with better strength and endurance than he had while in high school. Phillip.” and will be putting together a scientific paper. The feeling was a surprise. but its removal was wonderfully refreshing. A lot of the Internet people will be on your side.He paused for a moment.) I’m also helping George compile the results from his nursing home study. feeling young. The treatment consisted of two sets of dermal patches.” “All right.” “Okay. Would you want to sue them? I would cost you a huge amount of money. Do it! I am currently gathering data on “The Flush. he did feel as if there had been some sort of sludge removed from his brain. This is a major event for psychology. or you can go somewhere else and write from there. Michael slept for twelve hours. or else what? What are you going to do? Complain to the newspapers? They’re not going to help you. A few minutes ago. and I am going to publish the results wherever I can. He had never noticed it accumulating and never realized it was there. Let’s go home. George shared his research with me. Yet in some strange but significant way.” “So what’s the answer?” “There is no good answer. then removed and replaced with another set of patches worn overnight. he felt young. you said ‘they’d better not. I’ll coordinate this with you when it is ready. The college kids were right. (Don’t worry.” “All right. one worn for six hours. He had long been in good health. Jim. I now have more than enough to think about. then. I had the Breakers treatment yesterday. You can either stay and deal with the consequences. and they’ll be able to shame the government if they go after you too badly. they’d better not. Think about 227 . as he had never really felt old. and woke up the next morning. but they have no direct power.” ******* Michael Anderson arrived in New York on a Tuesday afternoon.’ Well. and took the “Brain Flush” that evening. “No… Never. Tell me what you really think.

and they are taking the patches all over the US (and probably elsewhere). I’ll go do it myself soon. I think I’ll go get it started. or just send your grad students?” “Well. He hadn’t seen Phillip uncertain and confused in a long. 228 . etc. how’s it going?” “Hi Phillip. we can clean it up. enough preaching. I’m feeling pretty good. That wasn’t like him. Ciao. I’ll get on it right away. I think I’ll see if I can find a tennis partner.” “Good… glad to hear it. almost uncertain. Phillip ******* “Hi George. really. and get out of the way. long time. If the subconscious is chemical. I think we h ave a deal with a French group to conduct some serious research. As for the house.” “Excellent! Are you going to run it. Can you imagine how much emotional anguish we’ll be able to save people from? What a development! OK. One coincidental car wreck and they’ll crucify you. then let my guys run it from there. Split it up.: You are entirely correct. it’s Phillip. Do something now. Love ya. on to another issue: You have a lot of people going in and out of the Free Soul house.” Phillip was pausing. laboratory. It’s only a matter of time before someone accuses Breakers of being the new LSD and comes charging in to arrest everyone. Michael ******* Michael. All right. Pretty well. move the lab. But it’s going to be a long study – a few years – so I’ll be back and forth a lot. I’m thrilled you liked the treatment. and sounding tentative.that for a while – it’s of tremendous importance. It reminded George of a few incidents from when they were kids.

” “Well. Crap! Okay. he was learning McCoy’s business. but you really should be off the territory they control. no. He’ll be here tomorrow.” “Are you reporting their income or names to the government?” “No. and make sure you send them a nice Christmas present every year. but he considered the new drugs so harmless that it seemed crazy for anyone to come after him. anything else?” “Yeah. No paper trails.” “Yeah.” “Good. Bill made sure it wasn’t. and with all the people who have been using Breakers informally. his mind didn’t function that way. But my assistants call me by my real name. someone is bound to come after you. At home. I’ll call Mordecai. stop letting them call you by your real name. or just change it all together. It’s almost a cult phenomena among college kids. Do you have any idea of how many sets of patches you’ve sold?” “Not really. you work with Bill on this. is it?” “Uh. and he was quite aware that Breakers wasn’t an approved treatment. Your real name isn’t on any documents. May I suggest Eastern Canada? That’s not too far. Farber’s lawyers had made restitution with the University for the equipment he took.” “What? Why?” “Because. what you are doing is not approved by the government. To think that armed agents could be beating down his laboratory door was frightening.” “I will. too. but he was not at the house. George. and work things out with him. Bill can do all sorts of camouflaging. but I know I’ve made a lot of money. Bill knows how to handle all of this. After a while. it’s in the thousands of treatments. Phillip? Something’s bothering you.“What’s going on. He quickly realized his error. they’ll probably forget what it had been originally. Well… you need to get busy setting up a new production lab. “Yes… I can understand that. and we’ll do it. And listen to me – the guys who will eventually come after you are good at what they do! It’s only a matter of time before they find your lab. We do everything cash here. you’re right George. I think you’d better move out of the US. I’ll talk to Bill about it. and you do not want to be there when they find it!” George had forgotten the legal aspects. All right Phillip. but in the lab.” “Bye. He sent him an email instead: 229 . and that will be first item on the list. And for goodness sake.” Phillip called for Mordecai. That’s too many to stay hidden.” “Thank you George. Listen. Start altering its pronunciation. Anyway. and you’ll have to close the one you have now. Make sure your guys like you.

“To insulate people from reality. If every man is to be a founder. Obviously you might protect someone you value from overpowering forces. talk to the gang. The Magic of The Founder. Phillip An hour later. then every man would have to master reality by his own virtues. And with as many treatments as you’ve distributed. He began to feel bad about hurting the young man. Phillip sighed when he put down the phone. The time has come to get out of their way. He had gone through many difficult situations alone and had learned how to cope with them. Don’t forget that these guys are good at what they do. You may be morally right. that is. So. Helping them is to slow them down. that is a noble thing. Mordecai sounded scared. This was almost certainly the reason why. I’m doing him no favor by insulating him from reality. and that other people were not.” he wrote. and especially to Don. someone will talk to another someone. it became clear to him. “is to stunt their growth. but it does not permit the other man to rise to the occasion. In some ways. and pretty soon. That’s all for now. Your success in this project has apparently been overwhelming. Jesus sent his disciples out to preach and heal on their own.Mordecai. and so will he. “No!” he thought. And it taxed Phillip far more than he realized at first.” 230 . and let them learn to do it by themselves. If the real intention of Jesus was to make every man a founder. But when he saw other people ready to go through similar things. “then you have to stop leading them. as painful as that might be. When he wrote his magazine article.” Insulating people he cared about had been one of Phillip Donson’s faults. there will be FDA or DEA Agents breaking down your doors. I think we’ll have to sell the Free Soul house also. But this is creating problems also: Any sort of non-approved treatment scares the hell out of most people. Let him do it on his own. “If you want people who can act righteously on their own. “I had to learn how to face difficult things. he wanted to step in and protect them. It had taken Phillip many years to realize that error. but you should do so very sparingly.” At least twice. how to be righteous and creative on your own. Mordecai called. He felt that he was strong enough to bear a great many things. but they have much better weapons. and wanted to go over Phillip’s comments.” he wrote. he’s capable. he would have to learn the lesson of the founders.

The amount of music written at the house increased dramatically. Go ahead and learn fast and hard. and asked the people in the living room to stop and listen to her for a moment. sung several times. Sandy (Sandra) Osterman was one of the older people at the Free Soul house – 29 years old. with light brown hair. you don’t really believe it). the sun setting early and the lights not yet on.******* The Free Soul house had changed. sat with great earnestness and depth of feeling. Just don’t think that you have to do it forever. and don’t think that it’s the only thing you should do. One night. with everyone in the living room providing another harmony. Trouble would have been coming down the road. and whether it was unhealthy. and then moving into teaching. and prominent green eyes. their ideas became clearer and their insights deeper. one or two new songs. or at least an instrumental part. don’t presume that you know which lesson your friend needs to learn next. The talk of ‘how people should live’ appealed to her in a very basic way. they had been told all of their lives that they should not take things “too far. The timing couldn’t have been better. For some of them it became their primary focus. took an afternoon and painted a shortened version of the message on the kitchen wall.” They sent Phillip a private email. finishing with a PhD at FSU. although she was usually at the house and engaged in the goings-on. You don’t. Phillip’s response came very quickly: “Obsessing if fine. very complex. It may be good for you but not for them. She had spent many years attending colleges and art schools. Sandy. After all. people discussed their new ideas on how life should be. One autumn evening. some of them were beginning to wonder about others who weren’t as interested. she had never been happy with the 231 . They had been reading Phillip’s essays and discussing them at length. and how the mentality of most people was not that far removed from the Middle A ges. an artist. but don’t let your obsessing develop its own inertia. Sandy. People are very. how people could live if they could free themselves from traditions and group identities. two of them noticed this and began to worry. the painter. She was not one of the more vocal members of the group. With all of the discussions of philosophy. Between songs. and don’t ever think that other people have to do what you are doing. asking whether they were obsessing. She was of medium height and build. put everything you believe into action (if you won’t act on it.” The two of them were so impressed with the message that they printed it in very large type and fashioned it into a banner that they hung in a hallway. As time went on. Almost every night saw new songs being sung and mini-concerts being held.

“I don’t want any weird Freudian interpretations. Our nature is to be self-interested. Sandy Osterman was different. “Now. and no longer willing to follow the standard life paths.” she was speaking forcefully. talking angrily about how these people have no sense for ecstasy. I was with a group of women in a field. but called it off a year later. Still. I feel like breaking out of everything that has held me back until now. The opening in the circle was for me and my ship. But I looked off to the side. which really upset me. and that makes the devil sympathetic. having no other choice available. The man who looked like the devil said ‘Now I can close the circle. Did you see the one essay on altruism versus self-interest? It explained why the devil is a negative but attractive figure. but does anyone have any insight on the dream?” There was silence for a few moments. Then I felt an incredible surge of power.ways people lived. I found myself in a bar. go ahead. and I could see that the circle remained open in one place. he was unashamedly alive!” 232 . I think I can explain part of it. we are hopelessly self-interested. She would quit her job at FSU the next day. She was no longer willing to accept the status quo. It just didn’t fit her.” “All right. and would move to the countryside and begin painting in earnest. although she usually went along with the status quo. I talked myself into a rage and gulped down a glass of wine. I thought. We all joined together to form a large circle in the middle of this meadow. I looked to the side and saw another man that looked a little like pictures of the devil. Why I am always so careful and dependent on what other people think of me? I have this incredible desire to turn everything upside down!” From that moment. I was so upset. I could feel drums throbbing in my body. Sandy had a look in her eye that was both serious and distant.” “Please. It’s because he is the champion of self-interest. This evening. “Alive! That’s right. I started dancing with him. only not afraid or embarrassed to be alive. look. I was practically going out of my mind. the devil part of it… I’m pretty sure that the devil represents selfgratification. curly hair and brilliant eyes.’ “And then I woke up feeling incredibly stimulated and alive.” Sandy sat up. My God. I started to speak to a foreignlooking man with long. “Yes. but we live in the midst of a world that always calls it evil. He’s like us. She married in her Junior year of college. and then a young girl named Mary spoke up. “I had a dream this afternoon when I took a nap… more than a dream… it was very powerful… I’m not sure I was really asleep. ‘Don’t these people know that this hole disrupts everything?’ “Then. unusual for her. I had the idea that some sort of ritual should begin.

of pride in self-value. okay?” “Yes. I appreciate that. good bye. Listen. “In the dream.” “I will pay you for your articles. dancing another. Rodney. but I want you to know that the articles were good. Rodney. Frances.” She didn’t answer. Rodney. but you’re a good man. but the man who looked like the devil represented selfgratification without shame. You knew that ecstasy could be had. you let me know. I have to go now. And if I can help you with anything. you’ve earned it. you may be in difficult circumstances.” “It’s not a problem Frances. You take care of yourself. But once you got over your fear of self-interest… selfgratification… you got your ecstasy! The wine was one thing you might allow yourself.” “No Rodney. The paper is going on a campaign against private commerce. you got over your fear of self-gratification.” “Thank you Rodney.” She cried. I do. I have no idea about any of the other parts.” ******* “I’m sorry Frances. “Thank you Rodney… you’re a good man. Frances. and that I was proud to run them. you keep in touch. I hope I am Frances.” “I understand. Instead. I will. there will be several opposing editorial pieces in the next few days. but we won’t be publishing any more of your articles. I’ll send you an email to that effect later. If Rodney paid her.” ******* 233 . Thank you. they’ll never let you write for me again. you have my personal email address.” “Well. I don’t particularly feel like one sometimes. and that it was a crime that people couldn’t see it. and you became alive. she began to think about the copyright to the articles.” “Thank you Frances… Listen. I suppose I expected it.Mary continued. would the Times own the copyrights? “And you can keep the copyright.” “Oh. don’t you?” “Yes.” “All right honey.” “I will. Actually.

I’ll find you. James. “they run a class act!” He picked up his car keys and drove to Max’s. but the atmosphere was informal. The party room was rented for three nights. the Netherlands. They all loved it. as well and two or three dozen friends and relatives. They visited a variety of historical sites and the homes of old friends. and why. One the way to the wedding. and through several hill towns in Italy that seemed idyllic. visiting friends. I watched the deliveryman walk into your office with the flowers. After the wedding party ended. sure that it was some sort of joke. Phillip and Julia traveled to Copenhagen and Helsinki. Live music and dancing were part of every evening’s events. Thus far. Michael was right. Julia. “I like these guys. Please destroy this card. Frances. and meet me at the Opera House tonight for the 8:00 show. and games. Germany. on October 16th. and Italy. Bari laughed.) Think about side or rear exits and I’ll check to see if you are being followed. He laughed when he saw them. toasts. 234 . meaningful. The inscription on the card read as follows: Bari. spent three days there. Frances and Jim took the train to Paris. The guests spent their days exploring London and their evenings in the party room. Michael PS: Make a nice excuse now. I am sure that this is a secure communication. Frances had traveled in Europe previously. (Please bring any pertinent papers with you. a bouquet of red roses was delivered to Anthony Bari. as to who sent you the flowers. ******* On October 17th.” he said out loud.The Farber-Marsden wedding took place in London. as if twenty years of emotional scars had been removed overnight. and we can wander off somewhere to talk. and fun occasion. then rented a car. Phillip decided that he would take more treatments when time allowed. it made them all feel young. jokes. Phillip and Julia were among them. but most of her time had been there spent in offices or at the usual tourist sites. All four parents were present. People dressed well. James took her through small towns in the Netherlands that she fell in love with. and Phillip had stopped in New York for two days for the Breakers treatment. to remove every useless weight that he possibly could. They all slept late. The wedding was a festive. and drove for two weeks through Belgium. as were speeches.

correct?” “Correct. Texas tomorrow!” The only shock Michael showed was to open his eyes very wide and to turn his head slightly toward Bari. but I didn’t know how to find you. Bari noticed. “The pleasure is mine. Michael reached the furthest possible seats in the building first. no problem whatsoever.” “No.” “You got my message from Japan?” “Yes. and looked away from Michael as he said. they can come down hard on you next time. it’s nice to finally meet you. asked Bari.******* The majestic lobby of the Opera house was filled with beautifully-dressed people when Michael walked up to Bari and said “Hello Anthony. we won’t have to worry about it. but waited for Michael to speak. stage right. They’re going to raid the facility in Austin. and then to the elevator. but yours may be the best. Michael. and waited a couple of minutes more for Bari. There was no one sitting within several meters. so they could speak quietly without disrupting the music for anyone else.” Michael smiled. tell me what’s happening in the trial. I’ll see you in a few minutes. Anthony. don’t worry about that Anthony. Your guys are safe.” “Exactly what we expected. but this creates a problem.” “Magnificent. We got your guys off the hook. Now. Michael. unless they’re going to make a raid in the next few days. “Michael. but you might want to start worrying. We don’t have enough time to respond properly. and began writing a message.” “That’s good news.” “Which was the point of the whole exercise. last row. Meet me in the second balcony in about five minutes. but we had to use the bad warrants to do it.” Michael pulled a PDA from the vest pocket of his suit coat. that’s quite a compliment. I’ve seen a lot of operations in the last thirty years. “Shit… we’re not ready for that! Oh my God…” “I would have told you earlier Michael.” Bari knew the proper actions.” “Thank you. but we don’t have any more secret weapons. I’ve got to tell you.” Michael walked off to the washroom. “Well. who sat down as the musicians were finishing their tuning. We can talk there and still catch the show. So. 235 . “Is that thing encrypted?”.

“Listen.“No.” Michael handed Bari a CD. as follows: R. “I want to think efficiently. I’m using some pretty ambiguous wording here. We are changing over to a distributed computing system… no more computer centers.” “All right.” They watched and listened to the Opera.” Bari smiled. “All right. I’m going to send you a laptop computer – we’ll split the cost with you – and this computer will be set up for 236 . Some of these people will not be in the US. I don’t even know how to get you an invoice after this. Michael.” Bari smiled and Michael looked at him with appreciation and respect. and see if you need any changes. Only the guy I’m sending it to will really understand. I can’t imagine how to stop it. so you’ll need international experts.” he told himself. do you think there is any way that we can get the raid delayed? Any sort of trick we could pull? Even a delay of half a day would help a lot. Hell. We’ll have hundreds of people working on this. Anthony. And… we want to expand it to accommodate normal users as well. Michael worked to keep himself from anxiety. maybe. “This contains almost everything you’d ever want to know about the people we want to protect. Unless you can create a major incident in Austin before then. Michael getting them to call off the raid is pretty improbable.” Michael sent his message to Richard. So we’ll need that Defense Fund up and running within a few weeks. so be it. Michael looked concerned. “Here’s my work on the original Fund.” “Well. This is a major event for us. let’s get it right! M. all over the world. Oh… there’s an invoice in there.” Michael worked momentarily on regrouping his thoughts. Though I’m not sure how you’ll get the money to me. Let me think about it for a few minutes. Anthony. “All right. I’ll tell you what. It should be fine. too. Big news! I just found out that office number three will be having a special visitor tomorrow: Frederick Burris. I suppose it could be. and Irene his wife! Please make sure they are properly welcomed. “and not get into a panic loop. but we haven’t gotten around to it yet. it’s not.” Michael thought for a minute.” “How would you like us to get it to you?” “I’m not sure. It’s ready to run now.” Bates spoke up again. let me tell you something. “Take a look at everything. I’ll have to get out of here at the intermission. “Listen. and pulled out his own CD. it’s taking place tomorrow morning.

“I have another idea. But he’s not able to go any farther than his own transactions – he can’t spy on anyone else.” Michael walked out the doors. You can use it to communicate with me.” “Thank you Anthony. So. Anyway. we’re almost done with the whole thing now. and Bari walked with Michael to the lobby.” Bari wrote the name down. “You know I’ll do everything I can.” “Michael. we’ll start posting MP3 files to the newsgroup. while I am not personally opposed to your private commerce thing.” “All right. I’m not yet completely convinced. I want you to get a program called Stegano-Suite. to keep the many promoters out of trouble. all we need now is for it to spread.” They smiled at each other. The FBI is working hard on your Gamma system. and invite you to join. hoping for an immediate flight to Austin. Then. devoted to opera.” said Michael. “Once you get those two pieces in place.” The intermission began. then I have no doubt we’ll win you over as time goes on. we can deal with him. I doubt you know it. Especially since they are probably watching me. and directly to a cab.” “All right Anthony. I’ll do it under an untraceable identity.” “Is this the same guy whose address you gave us before?” “Same guy. I’m not sure I want to do that.” “Yes. I really like your operation. It will have all of the encrypted communication and banking programs built in. I suppose that is moderately good news. with encrypted messages in the MP3s.private commerce. and repeated it to Michael to verify it. I do. They stopped in the thickest part of the crowd and faced each other. He headed to the airport and called three airlines on the way. If you aren’t automatically rejecting us as bad. but so far. and they’ve already got a man in there buying and selling. ******* 237 . And don’t worry. Thank you my friend. Good bye. from the Open Software Alliance. And. Sound good?” “Sounds great. I’m going to set up a private newsgroup. Anthony. of course. “Yes. there are a couple of files on the disk – mostly that we are getting some information from our source. “Michael. It’s all built. but we’ve had some of the world’s greatest minds working on parts of this. it has been a pleasure. it’s almost time for the intermission. It would put me – and your legal defense – at risk. and I appreciate your honesty. Any other news for me? Maybe something good this time?” They both laughed.” “Good.

grab everything that matters to them. And I will call you if there are any problems. and then leave normally. I’ll cancel the morning crew.” “Good. have travel money waiting for each of them at a Western Union office in San Antonio. boss. But if they delay or deviate at all from this plan. That goes for everyone who has been working for us in Austin over the past month. Make sure they know that I am serious. and tell them to get out of tow n immediately. No five thousand dollars. and get out of there.” “All right. will be wired to each of their bank accounts once they are outside the United States. how many people do we have in the facility right now?” “Three. no protection. You tell them to get into Mexico during rush hour.” “All right. Can you do all of this?” “Yeah. Listen.” “I will. and they’re on their own.“Richard.” “All right. The real technicians should go directly home. but what about getting the technicians out?” “Well.” “Excellent. and send them into the building. what is their normal time to leave?” “Six o’clock in the morning. Do I understand you correctly that the FBI is going to raid Austin tomorrow?” “Affirmative. the five thousand is theirs. put coffee cups in their hands. I’m writing it down as we speak. and we can do it all. Absolutely. They should wait until they get into the building. “Now. I’ll get to San Antonio in a hurry. I’m going to find three bums. we’ll protect them completely. So. Waste no time. They won’t know I’m there unless they screw-up or something goes wrong. I’ll fix them up to look fairly presentable. and tell them that $5. and get to San A ntonio.000.” “Will do. make sure that they get their money. I’ve got Bobby working with me tonight. we’re loading up those computers with misinformation right now. and we’ve already stopped routing any real traffic through that facility. did you get my message?” “Yeah.” 238 .” “All right. Michael. Once they do. and pay them to be the daily replacements. this next part is important. Tell them that the fake technicians will be there at six o’clock. and the deal is off. Once the bums are in the facility. I did. Richard. sneak out of their houses.” “Yes. Make double and triple sure that they understand this: If they do exactly as we say. here’s the plan: I’ll be in Austin at just after midnight. they’re on their own. I’m chatting with them.

At about three o’clock. at 12:21 a. then cruised the uglier parts of Austin. he has to carry it back in from the car in a bag. Have him buy a bunch of cheap booze… some sex magazines. Do you understand?” “Sure I do. to a local convenience store.m..” Michael was trying to sound benevolent.” Michael parked the car on a quiet street. and rolled in the dirt. do they understand what they’re supposed to do after the bums get there?” “Yeah. to compensate for his angry outburst a moment earlier. Vladimir just went out for the booze. are you still chatting with the techs?” “Yes. turned the lights off. But listen. looking for appropriate winos. you still there?” “Hell yeah. We don’t want the surveillance guys to know that it is booze. I made them write it down and repeat it back to me. “Hey Michael. and waited. sitting behind a liquor store. all passable as Europeans.” He rented a car and set out to find the people he needed. drove away.” he said to himself. immediately. “now I just need to find some bums. I hope no cops stop me before I finish this.” 239 . found a dark baseball field.” “All right. a little less than two hours to go. He poured some whiskey on his clothes and thought to himself. He drove through a residential neighborhood. and they were in no mind to get into the car of someone who was entirely out of place in their setting. “Uh… all right. He’ll be about fifteen minutes. Wait a minute. was quite another matter.” “Thank you. “Not now. He bought several bottles of cheap wine and a couple of fifths of whiskey. the store is only a few blocks away. “Michael. Michael gave them a fifth of whiskey and drove away. Richard.” Then he got back into the car. He put his sport coat and tie in the trunk. and how much trouble he’d be in if he got caught at the wrong time. “I’m committed to this… nothing else comes into my mind till I’m done. They should think it is groceries. how’s it going on your end?” “You wouldn’t believe it Richard. The wait gave him time to realize how scared he was. Send one of them out. Like most street people. They understand. they mistrusted everyone. ripped his shirt. so that no one watching them can tell what it is. Anyway.As he walked off the jet-way at the Austin airport. He spread dirt and mud all over the car. I’m still here!” He surprised himself with his agitation.” “Good. a text message came up on Michael’s phone: “Everything going according to plan. Richard.” he thought. however.” He refocused on his job. he found four of them. “Dear God. “Now tell me. and parked on the grass next to it. Getting them into his car. too. and called Richard. and I’ll tell them. It was just after four o’clock now.

and walked into the store. make sure you write it down. I’m still here. there’s one more detail. Wish me luck… Oh Geez. When I get the bums delivered.” “You got it Richard. He went down the aisles looking for a black marking pen. Even if they took the money. and time was running very close. Thank you. I’ve got 240 . didn’t you have better clothes on before?” “Yeah. but it would work. He was sure offering them money would only scare them more. trying to find a group of drunks that would fit his needs. Somehow he would have to make it work with them. they were still behind the liquor store. hoping for more booze. To his great relief. they are to give them the booze and the magazines. that was nice of you to give us that whiskey.” “Ask them how the morning crew usually gets there. and happily found one. and ask the bums to watch the place for them – that they’ll be back in the early afternoon. and lowered his voice.” “Doin’ it right now. Have you got that?” “Yes. “Hey man. but I fell down and got fucked-up… why?” “I don’t know. Got it?” “Yes. or drive?” “Hang on… they get a ride. “What cha doin’. It was thinner than what he wanted. “Hey man. Tell the bums to drink. he went back to the first group – the ones that were too suspic ious to go with him a few hours ago.” Michael was doing his best to speak in a slurred voice.” “Great.” The bum looked at Michael’s clothes. have fun. “Listen man. In desperation. they car-pool.” ******* Michael drove through four different neighborhoods. Richard! Are you still there?” “Yeah Michael. and to appear drunk. they’d probably run away the minute they were out of his sight.“Good! Now listen. and watch the place for them. But I thought you guys didn’t like me. you look different.” Michael saw his opportunity. you’re the best. I do Richard. Michael. He found none. Do they take the bus. and was confused. It was now five o’clock. “Thanks. waived at them. Michael pulled the car up right next to them. One of the group followed him in. sir. He hunched his shoulders. man?” Michael put on his most suspicious and sneaky expression. I tried to do you guys a favor. They’ll be back at two or three o’clock in the afternoon. and that they write it down.

I’m goin back there in a minute. I wanna get my cousin. Beside. I’m payin’ for this. They all assembled around the muddy car. but I’m kinda drunk. and a “C” to an “O. He would walk them in if he had to. I’ll walk you in if you want me to. shit. but I ain’t askin’ again. Evidently it didn’t look out of place this time. All you want. “This is the place. The men started drinking. “Oh. I’ve got to drive around the block to get my cousin. “The white house. There are a bunch of Russians inside. man. hell. and quickly wiped it over the plate. If you want em’ to come. He pulled up in front of the house at four minutes till six.” the “3” to an “8”. Hang on for a minute. and walked to the back of the car with his marking pen in hand. I’ll be back in a minute. man?” “Shit.a house full of booze. If you guys want to come. then I’m leaving. for free. I’ll be back in a few minutes anyway. then jumped back into the driver’s seat. guys. and all kinds of shit. doing his best drunk and angry voice. I forgot to fix the tag.” The drunk hurried out the door. and then be able to chill out… you want me to walk you in?” “You sure it’s okay?” “Hell yeah.” “Okay. I’ll be right back – you guys can go in. but don’t talk so loud. They’ve got a lot of good shit. and excitedly told his drinking partners.” He took a handful of mud from near the curb. The Russians took them in and showed immense hospitality. lemme see!” 241 . You’re friends can come if they want to. but they had better apologize for blowin’ me off before. go tell em’ now.” He took the keys out of the ignition. they were considerably more drunk. Just tell em’ you’re with Rich. I’m in!” “All right. we’re almost there. And you can’t never tell anybody about this.” “All right. man?” “Yeah. “Oh. Beside.” The drunks walked into the house. man. we’ll just walk in. This is one time only!” “Well.” He tried to sound very casual. “What’s up. They didn’t ask him why he had to fix the plate. but he certainly didn’t want to be photographed by a surveillance team. Michael pulled to a stop a mile from the computer house at ten minutes till six. He changed the “P” on the plate to a “B. fine. shit!” he screamed. the Russians are cool. Then they put the magazines down on the table in front of them.

right?” “Right. They took the road to Del Rio. Michael. Michael followed them at a distance. and made it to San Antonio by ten o’clock. you can have anything in the house. heading for Monterrey. Richard?” “Michael! You are the man!” “I take it things went well?” “Perfect boss. and stopped for the evening. He picked up a large cup of coffee and donuts. you can watch the house for us?” “Huh? I guess so. I can’t tell you how relieved I am. as far as Spofford. perfect. Someone began working with the machines at about noon. it wasn’t any drunk. the lead technician. shaved. there was no sign of anyone following them. we must get our friend from the airport. He washed the car. we don’t mess with the machines. and watched. He signedup for a shower and bought new clothes. and walked into the office.” The technicians left in Vlad’s car.” “Good. just don’t touch the machines. and clothed. Within an hour he was clean. make sure there are tickets waiting for them at the airport in Monterry. All right. They say they’re in Mexico. Still. parked. At eleven.” “Excellent! Anything else?” “Yeah. on the other hand. Who ever it was knew what they were doing. Ten minutes later. also some nail-polish remover for cleaning the license plate. and followed the plan Michael had made for them. and found the road to San Antonio. so he turned around. filled it with gas. and that they get back to their countries without stopping through the US.” “Hey Richard!” “Yeah?” 242 . He drove for two hours and found a full-service truck stop. He made it as far as Roswell. then looked at his watch.” “Magnificent! Oh. “Hello. we just got an email from one of the techs. man.Vlad. He waited in front of the Western Union office. and headed northwest toward New Mexico. Got it?” “Got it. gave the men several minutes.” “You mean we can have the liquor?” “Shit! We don’t care! Drink it all! Just you don’t touch the machines. and said. the technicians drove up. “Hey man. drove out of the neighborhood. they all walked out and headed out of town.

” “Uh huh… good bye M. turned off the lights. On December 1st. he turned off the television. I wouldn’t want to do this often. But Gamma remained the only private free market.0 worked very well. before the crew got divided. I’m going to find some cheap motel here in New Mexico. all but two of the computer centers were closed. and selling Gamma. took a shower. Version 2. and climbed into bed.“How does it feel to be an international spy master?” “You know. Farber sent an email to all of them on January 5th: To all members of the Gamma crew: 243 . and Michael knew they would have to deal with this quickly.” “No problem. unless it’s an emergency. they stopped using the last computer centers. I’m tired. and found a clean motel for the next two evenings. I know what you mean. They had taken their risks. and of government persecutions. Bond. but I sure as hell did it today. Phillip. he fell instantly asleep. the problems were fixed. ******* On November first. and flipped TV channels for a few minutes. Don’t call me tomorrow. however. “I’m James Fucking Bond.” Deeply satisfied. I worried a lot. and while the income from running it was good. My God.” “Yeah. Now they were almost out of danger. See you soon. although I wouldn’t want to do it very often. Gamma began to shift to distributed computing. proved themselves heroes.” Michael stopped at a grocery store. there was still the risk of getting caught. Michael. All right. and now they wanted to get away from the danger zone. having been awake for thirty-six straight hours. He ate. They wanted to remove themselves from danger. More distributed computing entrepreneurs joined them – and began to make money. With weariness settling in quickly. and with a newlyfull belly. Mr. By November 15th. bought a bag of fresh food. A quite reasonable position to hold. James. I really liked it. “Who would have believed this one?” he thought to himself. The first week was problematic and Michael had to call several of the programmers back into action. On January 1st. A few of the programmers were asking when they would be spinning-off other markets. and I’ll get back to Utah in a few days.

not at the apartment in Manhattan. and will create a newsgroup for these ideas. we will distribute the entire Gamma suite to the best Gamma users. that will be exciting.Well. As for the new projects. The Queens production lab was still functioning. we will be doing two big things: 1. All of you are funding this. which he was buying. all of you should have seen the new balances in your Gamma earnings accounts. we expect lots of custom modifications. but it will be up to you to let us know what you want to do. Putting Gamma up for sale. huh?) In addition to that. We expect a lot of action. (Nice choice!) I hope this answers everyone’s questions. but Bill McCoy had found a small chemical company in New Brunswick. By now. And since we’ll also release the source code. We are guessing that new markets will spring up consistently. It was a bittersweet but cathartic time. As part of Gamma’s terms of sale. We have a few in mind already. Julia. Then they distributed Erika’s possessions and sold the house. You are heroes all. Gamma is now running on a completely distributed basis. Opening discussions on several new projects. We’re pretty much done. although he stayed at his mother’s house. We’ve named it the New Renaissance account. Demitrios. Almost the entire family made it to Brooklyn for the funeral. While in New York. Phillip ******* Erika Donson passed away in early January. (Nice. according to Jewish custom. we now have nearly a million dollars in our new projects account. you can live quietly on your profits. and all of you get to be involved if you want to. and Emily stayed for the full period of mourning. we’ve done it. 2. Or. There they could 244 . and all of the computer facilities have been closed and sold. We’ll post notes soon. Canada. Phillip. Phillip met several times with Dr. More high adventure awaits. In the next few weeks. Best always. and that you are all happy with these plans. I’ll send you all of the information as it becomes available.

operas. Once in Canada. and museum events. and to send them gifts every year for Easter and Christmas. except for posting notes to her journals. The sale was to be completed February 1st. Nicholas Kostanous. For several weeks following their wedding. in addition to other material. As soon as the Free Soul house was sold the bullet would have successfully been dodged. Frances enrolled in two child psychology classes at Roosevelt University in the Loop. Jim was spending only two days per week at his office. In preparation. they had traveled. She removed all the names from the material. They had decided that they would take one year to explore new areas of work and to buy a new home. if their principles led them to a place where they had to sell the house. On the other hand. relaxed at home.continue the company’s legitimate business. including her mom and grandmother’s thoughts on sex and marriage. and they would close down the Queens facility shortly thereafter. George began using his alternate identity. and attended symphonies. It was their commitment to the good that had made the house special. and Frances wasn’t writing at all. they would h ave children. introductory speech. McCoy even had an artist make a fake diploma for him. So. regardless of opinions and consequences. calling himself “a research geek. he called. A dozen web sites had been asking for them. But selling the Free Soul house was not an easy thing for most of the Free Souls past and present. Stability was his goal. then so be it. Many important memories were associated with it. George offered Emilio and Julio jobs at the new facility. 245 . but posted it for comment. By March first the Queens facility was closed and operations at the Canadian facility were almost up to speed. After that. but they were afraid to try emigrating to Canada. As winter wore on. and not the other way around. and posted all four articles there. the Free Souls had always stood for doing what was highest and best.” and assured them that things would continue exactly as they had been. As it turned out. ******* Frances and Jim had been enjoying their time together. George decided to pay them full salary for a month after they left. half salary for another month. if nothing else. they both decided that it was time to take on new projects. not being legal in the US to begin with. while running Breakers production also. Dr. She also decided to publish the last two articles on private commerce. A few days later. He made a conciliatory. The ten employees of Atlantic Chemical – the Canadian company – were introduced to Nicholas as the manager of the facility for an industrial conglomerate. Frances set up her own web page. She asked Phillip to look at it.

to keep it in chains. and secondly. a nearby engineering school. Far more important than you may realize. Jim told me that you’ve not been terribly busy lately. you like the stuff I got from my mom?” “Absolutely! Frances. who did twenty-five years of research on effective humans. Every society has tried to control it. The lighting was sufficient but low. Anyway. this is Phillip. Frances. I asked a couple of other web sites to cross-reference it. First of all. mostly good things. but they all have compulsory standards. very nice. “So.” “Good. that is very important material. how about coffee one of these days to talk about it?” “I’d love to! Any time. The rules may differ from one culture to another. yes. says that highly productive people have high sex 246 . I’ll see you then. Has it been nice getting a break?” “Yeah.” “Yes. go ahead. Listen. I know a number of reasons why this is important. Though I really am ready to get back to work.” “Well. of course not.” ******* Hyde Park Java was adjacent to the University of Chicago and all sorts of high-level conversations were underway at almost all times. that’s how it has been treated. How about Hyde Park Java at two o’clock?” “Perfect.” “Hi Phillip.” “And?” “And I liked it. you’ll find a compulsory sexual morality.“Hi Frances. Everywhere you look in history. designed by a group of students from IIT. He noticed her curiosity.” She wondered what Phillip was talking about. and the smoking and nonsmoking sections were very effectively separated by a system of air-curtains and fans. Please.” “There is nothing more central to human life than sexual reproduction. I saw the material you posted. do you think that sexual desire is the enemy of human progress?” “No. What are they really afraid of? Napoleon Hill. “Would you like me to explain?” “Well. what’s new?” “Oh. how about tomorrow in the early afternoon?” “Sounds lovely. but I’m not sure we are talking about the same ones.

Yet all the cultural leaders work to put sex in chains. not to be fed by them. “They go on and on that sex can have bad consequences. are you telling me that treating sex as something dangerous ruins this?” “That’s exactly what I’m telling you.” 247 . the truth is that I never felt more like a messenger of God than when I conversed with the children of the people I ministered to.” Frances was. but they are neither convincing nor effective. and security. how can it also be sacred? Oh. that is a fair statement. That’s an opposite error. “Listen. He went on: “Creating is the central magic of life. then he was perhaps the noblest soul she had ever known. If this glimpse into his soul was authentic. Of course it can! And of course those consequences are to be avoided. potent. The magic of conception and pregnancy. And while there were some magical moments I experienced preaching. “But with the children I knew I was effective like I know I can breathe. sure. for the first time in years.drives. taken by the beauty of something. but the seriousness with which they treated their children… at least that’s the way I felt it.” He paused very briefly to see that she was following him. and that he wasn’t rambling too fast or far.” “Phillip. But. you can use some tricks of theological engineering to conjure up such a notion. people who cannot perceive this as sacred have lost their sense of the great and the beautiful. They are acting as Gods. and with consequences. “though sometimes the reality didn’t live up to my images. When you cloak all sexual desire in fear and shame. they are creating human beings. My experience says that he is right. reproduction is a cheap word. to say that sexuality is something p owerful. The pleasure and communion of sex is the prelude to the most essential creation – lives. Frances. the drama of childbirth. you don’t just affect harmful acts. and I was serious about it.” he smiled sadly. on the other hand. I loved the sanctity of the religious home with children. To call it dirty and shameful is not. Now. sanity. neither is it a meaningless. The sincerity of Phillip’s words. Frances. you affect the beneficial acts as well. I wasn’t so much their ideas. and something to be repressed. But when sexuality is treated as something dirty. But does that mean that sex must be surrounded in guilt and in shame? That people must be kept in deep fear of actually living in harmony with their natures? I don’t think so. Creating life is a sacred service. I loved them with effectiveness. I ministered life. Frances. the absolute value he placed on children and childrearing were profound and beautiful. cheap thing. I did it to feed the sheep. How can the whole thing be sacred if sexual desire – the starting point for all of this – is corrupt and destructive? It wouldn’t make sense. When people reproduce. and with longterm effect. “I was a minister for several years.

sure.“Yes. They become rigid. begin to lose their capacity for the high and the glorious. but seldom any significant experiences.” She smiled. So their source is diminished. Hit me. my experience is that people who really accept the idea that sexual desire is evil. but do you think it’s really that large an issue?” “Yes. She decided to leave the subject alone and let her thoughts sift themselves. but the thought was of such short duration that the expression didn’t have time to form fully before it vanished. and there are lots of things that make someone unable to experience the sacred and glorious. Many people have fleeting images of it. It touches everything. all sorts of things go wrong. Can you explain that?” He laughed. In effect. He sat back down. you talk about being a minister. By the time Phillip was back. and there is more to this. I see the contradiction. but most of your opinions are completely different than any minister I’ve known. she had decided to change the subject and learn more about his past. but that’s not what I was. than just sex. I guess it all depends upon your definition of ‘minister. Mostly.” Phillip thought very briefly to himself. there is no internal fire left. “Yes. And then.” Phillip’s cell phone rang and he excused himself from the table. their psyches get all twisted. After a while.’ For any sort of organized Christian group. To condemn it as evil is to clog it up. what was right? But her thoughts were going in too many directions at once. I’d like to ask you a question. “Think of the situation: Sexual energy is the real driving force of human passions.” “Okay. Sex. The sex drive is perhaps our greatest energy source for our psyches.’ “Nonetheless. She would certainly be making notes once she got home. and quick to condemn others. to them. it is. For example: I can’t prove this. “Well. and she’d be able to take time with the subject then. I do. but I have good reason to believe that the demonization of sexual desire damages a person’s ability to sense the sacred and the glorious.” “Wow. when these people do break down and have sex. they lack what Jesus calls ‘root in themselves.” 248 . but an ugly thing they can’t help. you’re point is solid. my friends and I thought they were a million miles off the mark. But remember. Frances. “Sorry. is not a beautiful thing. In fact. Frances was left with a swirl of thoughts. They lose their empathy. If the repression of sex was wrong.” “Falsely so called. they condemn themselves as evil. people are deeply complex. He reflexively smirked. and ten thousand manipulators are constantly trying to get something out of them by stimulating whatever emotions remain. that’s really contrary to conventional wisdom. and when it is repressed. Where were we?” “Actually Phillip. All right.

“All right. no statement of faith. Religious people! Ministers! Oh. In fact. “Jesus said to preach the gospel. “In many ways this was a wonderful thing. That was our standard – did you do what Jesus said? There were no excuses. There was no organization. you’re full of easy questions. But. We tolerated no lower standard for ourselves. We were just a group of followers of Jesus. We left fitting-in behind. Obligation crept in. very sad. “Come on. part of it was beautiful and rare. I want you to explain that to me. We got together in any place that worked – in a rented room. Very. so we did.” He smiled and laughed gently. my friends and I refused even to have a name. or anything except discovering and doing God’s will. I want to know. Nothing less was acceptable. 249 .“Phillip. We lived what they worshiped from afar.’ so we did. But a few years later. He said to love one another. they dismissed anything different without analysis. no name. At the beginning. nothing except our sincerity and our Bibles. Frances. We were separate from the world. And guess what? They hated us for it. in someone’s living room. we told the rest of the world to take a hike… we just didn’t care. but I’m not sure I understand what you mean by that. aren’t you?” She laughed. and they considered them. and they shall recover. We didn’t feel bad about meeting in a back room. Then they decided that acting more like a regular church would make people accept them in the community.’ Doctrines and theologies replace doing Jesus’ words. little by little. We didn’t care about the daily news. in a garage. We are not organized. what society expected of us. And then they go for money. And this is fundamental: We really believed what Jesus said. or singing songs on a train platform. do your best. ‘Let us be like the nations round about. He said ‘they shall speak in new tongues. we were much different than them. They began using guilt to manipulate people. religious ideas crept in. Believe me when I tell you that there is amazing liberation in that. What happened?” “Well. And a funny thing happened – most of us more or less rose to the challenge and found the ability to do it. and pursued goodness with everything we had. boy. “It’s the same story that keeps repeating itself: conformity with the world.” “So what happened? Why aren’t you doing it still?” “Oh. So they built a building and gave themselves a name. so we did it. In effect. here goes: There are not a lot of people like I am about to describe to you. no building. He said ‘they shall lay hands on the sick. You’re making it sound magnificent. That means that we didn’t just talk about the beauty of the words. we did what he said. You keep saying you were a Jesus Person. We spring up from time to time.’ so we did it. but seldom for very long. I shared all sorts of ideas with these people. Hierarchies crept in… permanent hierarchies. and no other standards.

“Thank you. “Well.” “You’re welcome. but absolutely necessary.” Phillip looked at her with a silly. but not all of our ‘doing’ worked.” “So. and I rethought everything I had believed. “Well. happy expression. “But. not quite as bad as you might think. you never fail to come up with important ideas. Ms. you can certainly blame yourself if it doesn’t work. That’s hard to deal with.” They reached her car first.” He trailed-off. At least not be able to do it and still be friends. “we both have other things to do today.” “That must have been scary. but after a while that excuse wears thin. and they both drove back north to their homes. and talked about sex and religion. Marsden-Farber. “And then what?” She demanded in a soft. Frances started to laugh. and even be willing to accept atheism.” He looked at her seriously. I guess we proved them all wrong. Phillip. found some similar people. I bounced around for a few years. Frances. but you certainly squeeze it all out of me. If I hadn’t been willing to go that far. It worked a surprising percentage of the time. What the book said would happen. “And then. but we just sat here for an hour. You’re not supposed to do that. didn’t. Frances. “I must say. Now. but not always. It’s a pleasure to talk about them with someone who is willing and able to understand. Phillip. pleasant voice. nothing big. both parked around the corner. if that’s where the truth led. so I do. but no one is as big a radical as you. Apparently he was remembering the difficulties of his life through those years. He was still smiling. and I think I am pretty well talked-out for the afternoon. “You radical!” “Ah. 250 . and perhaps would have let the subject fade. and standing. I had to question everything. you are not the tamest conversationalist in town. I began to modify my ideas. “I put away my Bible. We followed the Bible. smiling.” As they paid the bill.” he said. “What?” “Oh. and said.” They laughed and walked to their cars. Scientifically reexamined it all. it should have. slowly. how did you make your way through?” Now Phillip’s face showed pain. and hung out with them for a while. explicitly. I would not have been able to define the truth. I’m glad I don’t have to do this every day… wow!” “Oh yeah… and tell me you don’t love it?” “Okay.“But that’s not all there was to it. and stopped as she opened her door.” he said with a sigh. didn’t we. and according to the book.” He kissed her goodbye.

you’ve got my attention. But you didn’t know anything about the NSA. And they are committed to squashing them with overwhelming force. Once the Internet came into use. P. and they have unlimited resources. He pulled it out of his coat pocket and answered it. they may have it already.” “No. and they’re good at stealing things – like computer passwords. These guys are serious. Evidently the plans were developed at the White House under Clinton. I met an old MI5 friend at a pub yesterday. they figured out what kinds of troubles would be coming down the road at them. They probably have a hundred people working on this every day. you old pirate. Eventually. but didn’t we use false names and cash?” “Of course. you were doing fine with the FBI. And once they have the passwords.” Phillip wasn’t panicked. Phillip. It’s only a matter of time before they get something on us.” “All right.” “Shit. they’ll find a clerk somewhere that will remember one of us. The UK is in on this also. “So. and with your informants. what’s going on?” “Listen. they stink at breaking codes. Sure I closed them all. These people are not stupid. sometime. The bank accounts we used have been located.” “Hey. someone showed up in person and made transactions with another human being. but they’re good at spying on people. but I also know that they stink at it. Bill. “Phillip?” “Yes. through the center of Chicago. But somewhere.” “Whoa… all right. “They have totally cracked Tango. that is truly bad. You do realize that uncovering secret information is their purpose in life. they don’t need to break the codes.******* While driving north on Lake Shore Drive. P. Phillip. but they are tracing every cent that went in and out of them.” “Listen. Hell. And I am stone serious. but the speed of his thoughts increased significantly. Phillip’s cell phone rang. don’t you?” “Yeah. you guys are about a step away from real trouble.” “This is Bill. and he told me that MI5 has been working on this with the NSA ever since Blair became Prime Minister. talk to me. what do you recommend?” 251 .

Then she picked up the telephone and dialed. yes. Phillip. Frances?” “Well. “So.” She felt a little better. you’re thinking about things like teenagers having sex?” “Yes. You’ll probably know it’s coming. trap you. Doesn’t that follow?” “In a way it does. If repression is bad. She sat for several minutes more. and if we’re not going to repress. That’s how we define a way forward. “Phillip. I’ve been thinking about the sexual repression issues we discussed yesterday. statistics on age. They’ll probably come after only one or two in the beginning. do we eliminate it all the way?” Phillip understood. and we’ll get the word around to everyone. But trying to mix that in with the present world is problematic. photos. but with a touch of cowardice. what’s up?” “Phillip. but I just can’t accept what you said. do almost anything – all legally. Get the hell out of the way now. is that we’re talking about ‘should be’ and not living in a comparable world. weight. On one 252 . What can’t you accept?” “The implications of this. She attempted another line.” “All right Bill. this is Frances. we will… without delay. Once they have that. apparently in significant discomfort. ******* Frances Farber had been sitting at her computer for an hour. how much time do you think we have before they come knocking on someone’s door?” “God only knows. Frances. “Please explain. I feel dumb even saying this. “The problem here. “It is necessary to talk about what should be. all the normal legal rules are out the window. I’m going to call Farber and Michael right now. bank accounts. Frances. but not necessarily. I’ll make sure they are set up with non-US identities. and the rest. and I’ve got a real problem here. then try to set up a racketeering charge. life histories.” “Hi. and had typed only a few lines.“Send me the names. Tell them to get all their assets out of their own names. then stopped. They have the desires.” “Okay. They can steal your property. height.” Frances waited. race. Frances. And tell them that they should start finding other countries to live in. then we should encourage them.” “What is it. and so on for everyone involved in this. Frances.” “And realistically. Frances.

Yes.” “So where do you draw the line?” “There is no certain place. I didn’t have the strength. I’ve gone through almost the same thing you are right now. Please give me time. just the Bible. that is often a cheap excuse for a lack of courage. and we can say that it is very wrong to traumatize children for touching themselves. how badly will you be hurt by the present world situation? And everyone is affected differently. I could perceive and understand them all at once. who was better than anyone I knew at facing the truth. Give me time. And I. I wasn’t strong enough. I knew that everything I wanted was on the other side. and felt I would die if I were somehow dragged forward. I thought about that. no other books. ‘Oh God.” She was a bit awed. I would have to face all of the suppressed personal traumas that I ever had. “What did you do?” “In utter sincerity I said. there’s nothing wrong. and eventually had occasional dreams or visions. Can I tell you a story that might help?” “Please. Chief among them were sexual issues from adolescence. Any way. I will cross. I had been very seriously reading my Bible for a few years – and I mean reading it several hours per day – nearly every day. and they try people’s souls. but I just couldn’t face all of those things. but I just can’t accept it. meditating. No TV. it is impossible to miss all of the visions. I would pray and meditate very frequently on these things. stood there unable to move. 253 . Does that make sense. Everything I wanted was on the other side. One day I had a vision that was overwhelmingly challenging. and assorted revelations that make up the book. I keep feeling like I’m a child and some adult is about to hammer me for my stupidity. we can draw lines this side of catching diseases. This was at least twenty-five years ago now. he understood. dreams. it’s not that you are wrong… and I do agree with what you just said… but something about this whole subject is just too much. What’s wrong?” Finally. I’m sorry. it’s too much for me. “Anyway. she waited silently. Frances. Frances?” “Phillip. purity can leave people exposed to damage. but after that it has to do with the outer world. But I am sure that we want the line kept as close to the ideal as is possible.hand.” “Believe it or not. It’s just that you bit off more than you were prepared to digest These are difficult issues. It all makes a certain amount of sense. on the other. and I’ll cross. and also about all the times it says that we can do everything that happened in the book – today. and then I found myself standing at one end of a bridge. But I also perceived that in order to cross this bridge.’” Frances’ mind was almost frozen. “Frances. I can’t do it. “I was laying in bed.

But it was damned hard. he is beyond anything I ever thought I ’d encounter.” ******* Life at the Free Soul house had changed. But he doesn’t have every answer.” He took her hand. Does that help?” “Yes. where James was getting ready for bed. “Jim. and the more serious University students seemed to be drawn there. don’t worry about this. but I think in that way only. Just take what you can. I’m not sure that anyone can. “In what way do you mean?” She continued. The same thing applies here. Frances. from that time on. but with a different set of goals.” “There’s not a lot that he has done or figured out that other people couldn’t. don’t you?” “Yes. they shouldn’t spring up immediately… they take root first. “So. When you plant seeds. Go eat something and rest. “Listen. it does.” She hung up the phone. I’m not sure. I will. sat on the bed. I do. and drew her to sit next to him. “I have to tell you. Phillip is a very special guy. One person told another and was overheard by a third. and walked to the master suite. and occasionally he’s wrong. one by one. okay?” “Yes. Frances. I’ve dealt with those issues. so in that way he’s special. but the energy of the Free Souls had proved contagious. Sometimes he’ll answer questions you haven’t yet gotten far enough to ask. but I think I may have covered them all now. And do you know what else? He enjoys taking advice. I think he’s exceptionally well-suited for this. Breakers distribution had moved away. and break the surface only when the roots are ready. and a few people with it. They had expected activities at the house to slow. He’s just like you and me. they moved their operations to a small office in another town and began covering their tracks. When Phillip had warned them of the dangers associated with distributing Breakers.” “You’re welcome sweetheart. but the reality was quite otherwise. Thank you Phillip. what kind of man is this Phillip Donson?” He looked at her. then come back for more later. It’s just as well to let ideas like these sink in and build slowly. New people usually ended up in 254 . You don’t have to accept it all at once.“And I’ll tell you the truth. Thanks. and took a long time. You realize he’s been crazy for the truth for a long time. as if to say.

preferring drunkenness to commerce for their children. That same week. They can accept the eighteen year-old doing drugs. Most older people can accept the young drinking. A few remained in town to complete their studies.the kitchen reading essays. they had given up too easily on themselves. But once the children presume to find a better way of thinking and living. and the parents were not faring well. go have fun!” they would say. One might wonder how trouble would come to a group of young people who were trying very hard to be honest and noble. a fire was started underneath the house’s back porch by arsonists who were. “Don’t work so much. that following everyone else was a mistake. A week later. Some of the parents were sympathetic with the Free Souls. fortunately. University officials were contacted. amateurs. acting wild. The real estate market was good and the house sold in the first week. but that is the one thing that beyond all else leads to trouble. Most of the others agreed to move on together. parents complained to their children that they were spending too much time starting businesses and debating strange new ideas. That would mean that their way was not sacred. but this time it didn’t look like it would blow over. their parents and teachers come unglued. The ten owners of the house agreed unanimously to sell. 255 . talking and singing. It was only a matter of time until trouble showed up. The group that lived at the house were to be out within a month of the sale and there was much discussion as to where they would go. Soon the children were debating morality with their parents. that not only had they given up too easily on independence. with old-hands in the living room. The offices slowly moved upstairs into the bedrooms. there were two more. In early May. The Free Souls had some trouble in the early years. but not living in a different way. and that their ideals might not be passed-on. At first. a rock was thrown through the front windows. Letters to the editor began appearing in the local papers. It might also mean that living large was not impossible. They also agreed that they would recoup their investments and donate the balance toward a new Free Soul house. It resulted in only minimal damage. taking drugs. even having sex. but they were the minority.

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but they were ideas that develop slowly. making decisions that might change the world. I’m going to call Julia. He was putting important ideas into the world. Okay. Sitting by the water’s edge.Chapter Five “Jim. only the knowing inside himself that truth mattered. it was only four thirty.” He paused just slightly. when he would have given almost anything to talk to someone who had been through his situation before. Would they create the kind of world he wanted. I don’t really want to talk on the phone about this. or modify it in some unexpected way? Instability is a strange thing. or that might mean nothing at all… and with no way to know which one it would be.” “Good. evading it becomes difficult. The seeds might be well-planted. It was completely isolated. but it might be months or years before they actually took root and sprung up. there was no way of knowing how the ideas would play out in the general populace. and thought about how best to do this. I’ll be at your gym at seven.” When Phillip got off the phone with James. Even if they didn’t know the facts involved. If you speak the truth clearly enough. and we’ll all meet at Anthony’s at nine. you never know which way the old structure will tip. he felt serious. He drove directly to the Forest Preserves that surround Chicago and took a walk through the woods. There was no real answer to his problem. and when people lose the ability to 257 . he would have to tell the truth.” “Good… and yes. what’s up?” “Well. without watering it down… which was frightening. that whether he could guarantee success or not. Yet there were risks. they would at least know how it feels to be completely alone. such as this one. but there were times when he needed to get away to the wilderness and let his mind reset. can you meet me at my gym at seven o’clock?” “If it’s important. He found one of his favorite spots next to one branch of the river. we need to talk right away. “Listen. it looks like we have a serious problem.” “Okay Phillip. sad. looking no different than it had when the Indians lived there. and you tell Frances. and alone. I’ll will. Okay?” “Done deal Phillip. but there were times. and for good reason. Even after that. He had already committed to this path. We’ll have them meet us for a late d inner at Anthony’s at nine o’clock. Phillip didn’t really have much self-doubt anymore. James… thank you. it’s very important. Not that he generally minded being alone.

******* At six o’clock Phillip went back to his car and drove to the gym. I got a call from McCoy this afternoon. His old British Intelligence buddies are telling him that they’ve broken Tango.evade reality.” “Ain’t that the truth… anyway. stopped from living his life. Jim.” Jim looked a bit worried. and a hell of a lot more frightening. but looked happily smug. what are you smiling at? This doesn’t seem terribly funny to me. “Well. “Did you drive here.” “Great. they may become violent.” 258 . or how they will move. it’s okay Phillip. are going through our old bank accounts. People imagine what true greatness is like. then Farber stopped. “Jim. “No. “All right Phillip. Phillip had to push this thought out of his mind. eight thirty. I took a cab. Bill says there’s no way of knowing how soon they’ll come looking for us. and it looks like they’re coming after us big-time. I’ve expected it for a while. He was taking necessary the precautions and he couldn’t let himself worry like that or else he’d be stopped from doing anything. “I’m sorry. it’s kind of like watching a movie. but until it really happens.” Phillip climbed for a few minutes more. They met at eight thirty in the lobby. then we can drive together in my car. but wondered why. Phillip noticed that Farber was smiling. then shaved and took a long shower and worked at relaxing. the perspective is a lot different. they went upstairs to the cardio floor and found two stair-climbing machines in the corner. and wearing. After changing. I’m going to go take a steam and have some time to myself. what is it?” “Well. but their imaginings are closer to fairy tales than they are to reality. and Farber was not only smiling. Jim?” “No.” Phillip said. When it finally hits you that it’s your ass on the line.” They both kept climbing for several minutes more.” “Sure Jim. and have lots of people assigned to the task. “Phillip. just that we had all better get the hell out of the way now.” As they waited for the valet to fetch the car. Greatness is painful. that’s nice. Farber was waiting for him in the locker room. Why don’t you meet me in the lobby at eight thirty? We can compare notes then. Phillip looked over again.” he thought.

He wasn’t malicious about it. but that could be dealt with at the time it occurred. Phillip. So enjoy it. True. a now every nd possibility is in front of you. she was legally divorced from Phillip. but with four children and bills to pay. and laughed. and we knew about them from the beginning.” Phillip didn’t look convinced.” “And did you ever have the experience where you’re angry and scared for a few minutes. “You know what Farber? You’re good for me!” ******* Frances and Julia took the news well. and hers didn’t make the cut. on the other hand. there was never an opportunity. you’ll be far more effective if you have fun.” “Well. “Listen P. but Julia simply couldn’t compete with his enthusiasm and eloquence. Julia. she had sometimes thought that child-rearing in the US might be especially difficult. enjoy it!” “But there are risks involved here Jim. and then choose among a number of options. Julia had always wanted to be a doctor. Listen amigo. After all. For another. then go revel in your new vistas. Once that was done. Phillip always had the biggest. but not yet. I have. and you can pick your new destiny?” Phillip thought for a minute. then you realize that the whole world is open in front of you? That you’ve just been released from your full-time commitment to one place.” “Uh huh. or even completely conscious of it. and there’s nothing we can do about them now. she worried about being on the IRS’s hit list for her Private Commerce articles.” Phillip shook his head as the car pulled up and they walked toward it.“Ah. and began to smile. Years later Phillip began to understand this and to correct his errors. not so much in infancy. and could see nothing more noble in life than to heal sick people. For one. She used to go on house calls with her father as a girl. but during adolescence. instead of glowering. Julia said that in a few years she might join them. did you ever get fired from a job?” “Sure. He put his arm around Jim. The Breakers treatments 259 . Beside. Eventually she stopped trying. they could come after her as a backdoor way of getting to Phillip. and had played no role in either Tango or Gamma. Beside. but the damage had been done. she could spend some time in residency. She was now within three months of completing her medical degree. Frances had already thought about getting out of the US. then. “Yeah. Phillip! Take time to make sensible plans. Phillip had never been opposed to this. this is kind of fun. said she would stay. sometimes I think you are too serious. most important ideas to follow.

They’ve actually closed most of their files on you guys. but her memories of being run-over by Phillip. I don’t think I was back to normal for a week. Maybe we can meet one of these days and I’ll tell you the whole story. I’d be pleased to manage the fund myself. I especially liked the three drunks. The retainer/payment arrangement you mentioned is fine. the guy who peed is suing the Bureau for psychological damages! You did a beautiful. back to the defense fund: I’ll store copies of the original records and will remain available for consultation at any time. and the paperwork will be to you shortly. I’ll be glad to train one of your people to run it. the Austin job was a lot of fun to do. that’s probably not a good idea. I am now completely convinced that everyone should have a chance to play James Bond at least once in their lifetime. The FBI got absolutely nothing! And they have no idea what happened to the technicians. beautiful job. Send a statement of account when you have the time. If you would like. remained. time after time. 260 .washed away some of Julia’s instinctive anger. I’ve got to tell you how impressed we are with the job you pulled off for the Austin facility. Bari ******* Anthony. Some time I want to hear the whole story. Thank you. I’m checking over the defense fund material right now. ******* Michael. so why don’t I just reduce my retainer in the amount of money you owe me? Sincerely. Now. Nonetheless. At this point. exactly what we had in mind. and the third peed his pants. All right. but since the feds know that I’m your attorney. The defense fund is done. another ran. You can’t imagine what a scene they created when the agents stormed in! One of them wanted to defend the place (and his liquor). but really intense. and it looks great. Actually. I’ve got relatively little work to do for you.

See you soon.” “I know. I’ll make sure you get whatever help you need. thank you for everything. but call me George. Michael ******* “Hello. I want you to oversee my business. Sound reasonable?” “Yes.” “Dr.’ okay?” “All right… yes… but I…” “Great. Mordecai.Again. Fair enough?” “Fair enough.” “Great. both McCoy and Farber will be glad to advise you – and you couldn’t do better than that for any money.’ ‘no. His brusque reply was “You can run my business for me. Dimitrios?” “Yes. Mordecai.” 261 . Beside. and if you’re not happy with the deal I make you.” “Good. more like McCoy’s way. you heard me correctly. you can just walk away. I’m glad to hear it. and I’ll remain available to give you any advice you need.’ or ‘I have to think about it. but I’ve never run a company before. okay?” “Okay… what can I do for you?” George was about to present his proposal to Mordecai slowly and incrementally – the usual academic way – but then decided to do it plainly and without embellishment. Send me your travel plans as soon as you have them. We’ll make financial arrangements that you’ll like. Mordecai. Anthony. Are you interested?” “Well.” “All right. You spend a week here. that’s a tremendous offer…” “Listen. it does. just say ‘yes. and I’ll take care of everything else. What do I do?” “Can you get up here next week?” “Yes.” “Your business?” “Yes.

they were on their own. Everything in it is e based on the strongest encryption and there’s no way they’ll be able to break it for quite a while. Will they succeed? We don’t know. But we should act as if they will. respectable company. and their work seemed secure. match things up. ******* To all involved with Tango & Gamma: By now you’ve heard that the US government is after us. there could still be a few 262 . As you know. From that point onward. I know that we aren’t using Tango anymore. He offered advice. and put all underground distribution into the hands of people who were both honorable and highly-motivated. w don’t have to worry about Gamma. but they now have the ability to go through all of their Internet records. Let me give you a good explanation of what is happening: The National Security Agency (NSA) has cracked Tango. Two former grad students ran the daily operations. else we’d be in jail already. but nothing more. and cashed his dividend checks. George walked away from it all. they will be working on Tango. They even brought them to the lab and trained them in proper production safety measures. Nonetheless. Our encrypted data is still beyond them. and it was time for them to abandon the old corporations and to set up a separate research company. but by reorganizing all of their operations. He desperately wanted to move on to new things in his life. and that it might be a good idea to get out of the way. They were selling a limited number of shares to cover their operating costs. Even with all of our bank accounts under false names. With surprising ease. That left only the problem of illegal Breakers distribution. The choice was not simple. Mordecai ran the office. they were being published again (though not in the United States). edited a few papers. and Michael Anderson was now Chairman of the Board. More importantly. This moved responsibility away from the main. they simply gave the formulas and production notes to the Free Souls who were most involved with Breakers. To solve this. George could separate himself from an active role. and perhaps figure out who we are. reaching this decision had taken him several weeks. When I say that the NSA has cracked Tango. but Breakers was a very important project. I mean that they have figured out some of the routing information and some file information.While George sounded absolutely sure of himself in his conversation with Mordecai. George was still one of the primary stockholders but his functions were advisory only. The French trials had begun in earnest.

You all have my friend McCoy’s email address. McCoy and his associates will be able to answer any questions you have on travel arrangements. It is simply not worth the risk to stay. James had his lawyers working on dual-citizenships. and Mrs. Adler. and probably two. and began calling themselves Mr. and for their new life in the Netherlands. We are told that they’re putting a lot of manpower on this. weight.clues available to them. Let’s go have fun somewhere else. family info. So. All I ask is that you attempt to notify us afterward. (They’ll probably forget about this over time. business. If for some reason you choose not to leave. they purchased the home through a blind trust.) Don’t wait for a brainlocked government agent to come looking for you. please take the time we have now to move on and explore the world for a while. So. They had spent several days there on their previous trip and loved the people in the town. and so on. If they come after you. we will provide legal assistance. date of birth. And if you should be forced to talk. and there are a lot of really nice places to go. Phillip ******* By March first. and Mrs. Frances didn’t want to be forced to move with young children. You will remember that I gave each of you several books on this subject. height. I strongly advise all of you to get out of the US. Anywhere else is fine. Farber. rather than Mr. please remember that you will be at risk. So. about an hour outside of Amsterdam. and with information on how to get by under a new name. You won’t have to do this right away. Frances and Farber were selling off t eir US properties and h working on the purchase of a mid-sized house in a town called Lisse. it was now certain that each of them would be able to get at least one additional citizenship. visas. you have to get yourself and anything you really care about out of the US. I hereby advise you to tell them whatever will prevent you from getting hurt. Almost every person they met had been cultured and respectful. It was in a small town just off the North Sea. They also spoke English. and so on). He’ll set you up with new identities. For now. and even though it would still be months till the process was completed. so pick your spots. They had decided to be extra safe in the purchase of this house. but you should have it as back-up. languages you speak. Please send him all your personal information (name. 263 . education.

and it felt like she had just uncapped a gusher. I’ll notice. not because I need to be. She didn’t like that. After a while. But she never had the intensity – the dependency on friends – that the other girls had. she lay in bed. 264 . or at least in Amsterdam. she began to purchase furniture and to make acquaintances. She flew to Paris mid-month then made her way into the Netherlands without having her passport scanned. Why was she the strange one? She never did figure it out. There’s no reason to torture myself in advance. It seemed as if a sealed pipe burst open within her. I’m with Jim because I want to be. She thought about it at some length and concluded that her fear was that Jim would be influenced by them. she just accepted it.” She also noticed that she was becoming more distant from most of her friends. thinking about how comfortable she was in this place. but a lot of them were divorced. Most of them were either older than her. If a problem ever does develop. That was probably to be expected when getting married and moving away. that bothered her a lot. “if he ever does start to act that way. Because of the hurried move out of the US. she was very happy with Jim. After arriving in Lisse. and depend on them… she did. While she was there. but Frances had always felt odd about her friends. She decided that she was just being insecure. and no further. the purchase papers were completed. but it was now theirs and the current occupants were very kind to her. she had missed a number of her child psyche classes. Through all those years – since she was sixteen. where she could continue her studies in English.” Frances had worked very hard to keep those thoughts out of her mind for a long time. but she was following her teacher’s lesson plan. She just wasn’t in the right position to have children.Frances was especially excited about moving. But now. First. The health club friends were certainly interesting guys.” she said out loud. younger than her. but they never went away. I still have my own money and my own life. That night. and would dump her. “I want babies. she was ready to do it full-force. Hopefully she’d be able to find a school nearby. She cried from relief and giggled from expectation. There were still a few things about him that bothered her – some of his friends from the gym in particular. really – she could suppress those thoughts and refuse to act on them. she could just read all of the books and pose questions to her former teacher from time to time. or male. “Beside.” she said to herself. When she was young. Not that she didn’t have friends. They would not be able to take possession of the house till April 18th. She wished desperately that Jim were there. she and James had to wait until their affairs were ready. letting her spend time in the house and introducing her to the neighbors. but she had never been as attached to her friends as most of the other girls. and enjoyed the relationships she did have. there was no man she was confident in making a family with. All in all. And not only that. If not. She left a paper trail into Paris. and emailing her work in. share secrets with them. and then. “Now I’m ready.

James’ father. Without trying. he was thinking more about business. ******* Farber was the produc t of two most unusual parents. her neighbor and friend in Chicago. Benjamin Farber remained immersed in these ideas through his later teens. Frances wondered how her parents would deal with the move to Europe. But at about 16 years of age. By New Year’s Eve 1952. although he assumed that he would have to wait until he got back to Chicago to find her. but Benjamin Farber dove into these ideas with an unusual depth of analysis. mostly for funerals. an older woman she worked with at the Times and with whom she shared her adult secrets. Benjamin’s intellectual senses came alive. when Benjamin Faber. Jim was worried about his parents.When she and Jim decided to marry. His learning quickly surpassed those around him. she called four friends: Candy Rundquist. She and Jim had more than enough money to buy them a small inlaw’s house if they would come. They had met at the end of the Korean war. At twenty-one years of age. this is to be expected. He was also thinking a lot about women. and Rodney. his father and grandfather were silently delighted. First of all. though for different reasons. For a number of months. Mom had been back only once. though not with any devotion. Harriet Sumerland. and he began to devour the varied philosophies of Judaism. her best friend from childhood. There was little need for her to go back otherwise. and sex. As a child he had pursued his studies sufficiently. he was continually studying and waiting for new shipments of books from home. and the economic philosophies of the Austrian School. Benjamin Farber had known exactly what kind of young woman he wanted. he would lecture to himself for hours on end. All of them made i to her t wedding and she was very pleased to see that they all liked each other. he was making a reputation for himself. was stationed in Seoul. sometimes mentor. 1952. her editor at the Times. he had been thinking in new directions. now a full-time Mom in Atlanta. and sometimes pupil. all but three members of her extended family had been murdered during the war. But on the night of February 5th. On his endless night sentry duties. Dad had been back to England four or five times in her lifetime. but she wasn’t sure they would do it… could do it. Kay Pearson. Even when he went into the US Army. marriage. young Benjamin Farber’s life turned in a direction he had never expected. Would they be hurt that she was moving so far away? Would they visit? Their early experiences in Europe had been so horrible that they went back only when necessary. having lately become a bit disillusioned with Jewish tradition. Frances hoped that her parents would have had enough time to recover by now. 265 . to accompany Dad.

Lois Kim was an exceptional young woman. continued on. and deeply uncomfortable. Lois was passing by Benjamin’s sentry post during a very cold and dark night. Lois was accompanying a friend home after studying. philosophical. made their way to the US.” That phrase stuck in the minds of her parents. This was outside a military building in Seoul. with her parents. the more they needed to talk about. He was a genuine article. There were deep concerns in both families. and they were speaking to each other in English. attractive. albeit at some distance. Benjamin began to see her regularly. and asked her about herself. being late. as she was living at home. and full of life. The tea procured. he turned to his father. Lois’ parents were almost unavoidable. and marriage. They agreed to meet at Lois’ school the next day and took up their conversation there. ******* 266 . intuitive. The standard fear for parents in those days was that the young GI was after their daughter for sex only. Her parents were devoted evangelical Christians. Benjamin overheard them. until Ben and Lois decided to get married whether anyone else liked it or not. conflicting with. Herman was shocked. The more they talked. She was named after the grandmother of Timothy in the New Testament. though with great misgivings. Within a week. Benjamin thanked Lois profusely. It was obvious that Benjamin Farber was not a sweet-talker. Like Ben Farber. But Lo is’ parents didn’t feel that way for long. He immediately began work on getting Lois into the US. well-educated and English-speaking. Lois had been overwhelmed of late with thoughts of love. and decided that they looked friendly. they both knew what they wanted. After several days of half-argument. surprised. and scientific theories poured out of both of them. On the February 5th. and they went about to raise a child filled with genuine faith. she was intelligent. sex. and the parents very quickly figured out what was happening. and complimenting each other’s ideas. Eventually they all became friendly. Religious. and had to explain the situation. though certainly not Korean – which was a serious problem. Lois decided that Benjamin looked pathetically cute and agreed. Herman pulled a few strings. Benjamin was sent back to the US midyear in 1953. and were both terrified to tell their parents. Her friend. Running into dead ends. Somehow (and neither of them was entirely sure how it happened) they ended up talking for an hour in a freezing wind. he called to them and asked them if they would please walk around the corner and buy him a cup of hot tea. and Lois. that he would promise her everything then leave her cold once his unit pulled out. agreeing with. Feeling like he was freezing to death. since the Kims returned to Korea and visited infrequently. All of the parents attended. and had undertaken Lois’ upbringing with the utmost seriousness. half-discussion. arriving in early 1954. of whom it was written that “unfeigned faith dwelt in her. and was discharged in August.

Normally. a few ounces being 267 . and was worried that someone making a name for himself would be put in charge of the case. even flying to Washington once per week for meetings at NSA headquarters. Benjamin understood what James and his friends were doing. and even understood the necessity of them doing it. but they had yielded only a little bit of information. Demitrios mix up a special batch of Butyric acid for him. riding in limos. he would have to. and he had a plan that was nearly impregnable. So. His work on Tango and Gamma not only brought him attention in the Bureau. But Benjamin had dealt with governments for many years. and would send in a hair-trigger SWAT team. and explained the whole thing to him. especially the one thing he wanted more than anything else – to impress others. especially. ******* Timothy Nickelson was now a major player in the Los Angeles FBI office. or any of his private commerce ventures. James had crossed that bridge a long time ago. His concern was that his parents would be frightened. His father. doing something as extreme as shutting down an FBI office would be unrealistic. eating in fine restaurants. would understand instantly what was happening. Now. liked it. rotting eggs. Butyric acid is one of the worst smelling substances on earth. Gamma. had listened to recordings from Nickelson’s apartment for several months and had little to show for it. The idea that his dad could be disappointed with him was not too much of a problem. and would worry. and staying in top hotels. Lois wasn’t sure what to think. Richard. He was getting some of it. and some of his career plans. James met his father privately. They had also had a keyboard logger program installed. they would have to make it impossible for him to work at the FBI offices. Richard came up with a plan. and wanted more. In the end. Gamma’s intelligence expert. and decaying flesh. James had never told them about Tango. except for an understanding of what Tim Nickelson really wanted. He was getting the things he had wanted. Richard had Dr. and found that Nickelson did almost no work from home. and was now on the run from the law. Tim was flying first class most of the time. Since they needed Nickelson to work at home. but he was spending more and more time working with the NSA. They knew Nickelson’s schedule. even to inspire jealousy.Jim’s concern was that his parents would think he had being wild and rash. but Richard had been getting very good at spycraft. a supercharged version of vomit. his thoughts toward his relatives. She worried. but not much more. It is also very potent. There were occasional emails.

Phillip and Michael were at Tino’s in the Bahamas. ******* In early July. ******* By mid-June. going over prospective New Renaissance projects. “All right Michael. the others covering for their business operations while they were gone. then leave. Richard had absolutely no criminal record and knew more than any of them about disguises and diversion techniques.sufficient to drive everyone out of a fairly large building. or third?” 268 . No one would be better at it. Assuming that we have a bunch of reasonable projects to choose from. Beside. Between the surplus money they got from the sale of their previous house and money they had pooled themselves. Three or four hours later. second. Richard prepared his disguise and the umbrella… and waited for a rainy afternoon. Three or four at a time went on exploratory missions to find a new house. They wanted to get something going as soon as possible. and it would probably be a week before anyone would be able to work there again. there had well over a half a million dollars. They would wait for a rainy day. no one would be able to stay. and were able to determine when he was going to be home for an extended time. Richard insisted that he wanted to be the one dripping butyric acid in the FBI offices. The only question was where. and they would be able to see everything he typed into his computer. but Richard was quick to respond with “You had your chance to play spy. Now I want mine. we need criteria for choosing. what comes first. Nickelson would be working at home. Dr. leaving only the stinking butyric acid. But he also provided Richard with a third chemical that would cause the stabilizer to break down in a few hours time. leaving the acid with no smell at all. drip all over the office. the Free Soulers were on the road and looking for a new place.” There wasn’t much Michael could say in response. Affording a decent place would not be a problem. In the mean while. Only a good disguise and a modified umbrella were required. Michael wasn’t very pleased with the idea. They had rented a few offices in town for their businesses and alternated between sleeping in their offices and in local hotel rooms. then one of them would walk into the FBI Offices asking for information. They watched Nickelson’s emails from home. Demitrios mixed it up with stabilizing agent.

These were people who weren’t wasting their time trying to scratch out a living. Let’s open up a conference group. and being able to defeat the hunters. from a noble family. our biggest threat would have to be security. self-sufficiency. you are right Michael. hobbling the hunters. really. Michael. and see what kind of ideas they come back with. “Although… God I hate to even think about this. what are people doing? Working for survival. They’ve done worse. to be sure. Let me work with McCoy and some of his friends on that one. cheaper ways for people to meet these needs. The last one or two volumes were biographies of the great inventors. what do we need most? What are our biggest threats?” “Right now. What else?” “Food. One day I read through them and was absolutely struck by the fact that almost all of them were either independently wealthy.” said Phillip. water. by scattering and covering our tracks. they’ll definitely use violence against us. He was recalling conversations he had with Suzy on what happened at major turning points of civilizations. Phillip? ‘Defeat the hunters’ supposes some pretty ugly actions. violence is such a costly thing. If we could find better. but being ugly won’t stop it from being necessary some day. Then we’ll come back to you with some ideas. Phillip?” Phillip sat up and spoke intensely. Hell. Can you imagine how much more would have been discovered if only 10 or 20 percent of the people had been able to live that way?” “A lot. We’ve already answered that to a degree. so we want medical projects… I’ll tell you what. a hell of a lot.” Phillip now looked distant… and angry. we bought them a set of science encyclopedias.“Well. they wouldn’t have to spend nine tenths of their lives working for survival.” “Yes.” “Do you think it’ll get that bad. They had time to pursue something beyond survival. or had a generous sponsor.” Phillip made notes on a legal pad: “The second threat. they work 269 . “would have to be disease. “What are you thinking about.” “Done. Really.” “Yeah.” Michael stopped in what seemed mid-thought. with superb technology and communications. We’ll ask George and Mordecai to look at them and make some recommendations. let’s put this out to everyone on Gamma.” Phillip looked unhappy. I think it comes down to avoiding the hunters. When he had waited for a long time and Phillip hadn’t spoken. “When my kids were small. but my God. Even now. “Yes. shelter. Michael waited to hear what was on his mind. but we really should do a lot more. he asked. if it comes down to it. or recovering from it. and we’ll have to be able to answer.

and routine governments are. and use it in daring new ways. not tame little grantwriters. Phillip. The research in France is going very. but for now it’s turning a bit of a profit. it is regulated by them. but an aggressive new mentality. There is a new team. Look at the grant money – almost all of it comes from one governmental organization or another. I’ll stay in touch. They are the pillars that hold our lives up. Listen. the governments of the world have taken over science. Anyway.” ******* Hello Phillip. Michael. to get Phillip back on track “Phillip… do you think we could do this? Be able to make survival significantly easier?” “Hell. Scientists and engineers are the creators of advanced existence on this planet. How goes it? As I think you know. not demeaned as Geeks.” “So. exactly! Not just new projects. my friend. They should be championed and encouraged. right?” “Yes. and several other groups are now expressing interest. We’ll probably sell the Canadian chemical company one of these days. as I think he told you.” Michael looked at Phillip and smiled. I’ll be traveling a lot and will take over a bit of McCoy’s work. you have to make use of anything that you possibly can. you want a souped-up version of the Skunk Works. but now I want to move along. very well. If nothing else. put it all together in some radical new system. I’m going into McCoy’s line of work. You have to be aggressive… and no society has done that in almost a hundred years. Maybe 270 . and please let me know if you’re headed my way. plodding. which is nice. We need bold and unrestrained creators and synthesizers. Michael. “If you want big new ideas. (including Michael and Mordecai). I’m really enjoying this. I’m clearing out of the Breakers business. And we know how slow. and they are more than capable. The serfs of the dark ages only paid a third!” Michael spoke quickly.a solid half of the year just to pay taxes to their rulers. we’ll build a new Skunk Works and show the world what aggressive science can do. You can’t do science that way… not if you want big results. I am so glad to get out of an academic setting. yes! There are dozens of ways. It was important to do. “Very well then.

then told their bosses that the office stank. Now. A major win. He even walked with an old man’s gait. When the cleaning crews arrived at 9:00 p. At 4:17 p. But now I’ll go ride life bareback for a while! Your friend. 271 . and while Richard asked for help and was told to wait. The cleaning crews did a superb job.m. they could get into Nickelson’s files and see exactly what he was doing.someday I’ll spend time in a lab again. The most important was Nickelson’s password for getting into his files on the FBI network. but it was unsure as to when the office would reopen. George Phillip read the note and smiled. Special cleaning crews were called in. A rainy day in LA.. Notes were posted and the office was closed until the smell could be dealt with. They cleaned quickly and superficially.m. all pretending to be teenaged pranksters. but this would give them a lot of information. he discharged almost half a liter of the butyric acid solution all around the office – especially on the walls. Ultimately. While all of his friends continued to call the FBI office. furniture. shrugged his shoulders. and Tim Nickelson is scheduled to remain in town for another week: At 4:15 p. the front desk of the FBI office began to be deluged with telephone calls from seven friends of Richard. and on surfaces that couldn’t be easily cleaned.. The time Nickelson spent working at home provided Richard with critical information. Richard was finished.. Granted. Richard walked into the office. by hacking very carefully.. and the makeup he wore made him look at least fifteen years older than he was. When the office opened the next morning. the smell was already bad. dripping wet. Richard’s friends left their phone booths and went back to their business.m.m. the password was changed from time to time. after only four days no more smell remained. his shoes made him three inches taller than usual. the smell was unbearable. or even teaching. ******* August 5th.m. and walked out the door. At 4:20 p. Nickelson only worked from home for three days. At 4:16 p. then went to Washington early. The hat never left his head.. with a dripping umbrella.

” “Michael. “Remember that I told you I was a psychologist?” Bari nodded.” “Yeah? Who?” Suzy stepped up.” was his only response. also breathing fairly hard. we’ll talk afterward. Anthony.” Bari looked surprised. Michael and Suzy Q walked up next to him.” “Please. okay?” “Certainly… go ahead and run. “Well. Moments before the race was to begin. it’s a pleasure to meet you. Who would have expected this?” Bari turned and flashed him a strange look. Michael and Suzy then ran a leisurely race while Bari went for a new personal best. They met up at the end. “Certainly not me. I wanted to introduce you to someone. but smiling broadly. “Listen. She’ll probably hand it off to someone else in a year or two. I wanted to introduce you to someone. Bari was still breathing very hard. Suzy is taking over for me. and now I want to go back to my real job. Mr. Bari.” The race began.” Bari was surprised. 272 . He was registered. what are you doing here?” Bari was about to run a 5K race for a charity in L. “did you beat your time?” Bari nodded.” “Thank you. “Well.” “All right Anthony.******* “Hello Anthony. and they were instantly in a crush of runners.” Then Michael sprinted ahead of Bari and cleared a path for him for until the course cleared a bit. “Listen. A. I’ve done my job in building Gamma. “So. “This is Susan Quansantien… we call her Suzy Q. “Anthony. and spoke intermittently while they all caught their breath.” Michael stepped up again. “Nice job!” They walked together slowly. thank you. he had never thought of Michael’s job as one to be passed along. Michael. call me Anthony. numbered. almost shocked. I’m trying to beat my best time today. “Okay. and this seemed like a good time and place. And Suzy has agreed to take over for now. and four or five rows back from the front.” “Ha! That’s cute… Suzy Q… pleased to meet you Suzy.” said Michael. Both of them were also registered and numbered for the race. I’ll tell you that much.

they discussed the defense fund and their Distributed Commandos. and told him the whole story of the raid on the Austin facility.” “Oh. started a community specifically for medical services.“Anthony… Suzy will do a fine job. They were discussing the history of Rome and favorite ski slopes. He had four programmers working to modify Gamma into the ideal commercial center for long-haul truckers. “I’d be proud to get you into Gamma. Michael drove Bari back to his car. Thank you. Send me the info. a medical database. Bari loved it. After they were through with dinner. The agreement stated that no additional Gamma software would be distributed for one month afterward. just send me a note to remind me. I am. and his elation afterward. would you let me?” Michael turned and smiled. “Anthony. Over dinner. if I wanted to get onto Gamma and explore a little bit. Michael. Bari thought about it one last time. and only one of them was a general market. a doctor from Atlanta. On September 12th.” The three conversed on the way back to the hotel where Michael and Suzy were staying. The goal was to give physicians everything they would need. I’m not handing this off without careful consideration. and that every attempt would be made to limit new developers to a small number of responsible people. He had three programmers building modules for patient management.” ******* Gamma was sold to a group of five early Tango users on August 1st. Are you ready to do it?” “Yeah. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t think it would work. They had already built a large 273 . She has my confidence. Michael. and I’m certain that she’ll earn yours. who were doing a fine job of getting servers on-line. no. and asked if he could tell his friend Max. I believe you Michael… I just hadn’t expected it. I’ll be available for consultation at most any time. okay?” “You bet Anthony.” he said. with the group taking control of the market on August 10th. Bari and Suzy were getting comfortable with each other. and said “Michael. They all showered and ordered room service. If you don’t hear from me in the next two days. Michael agreed. four new communities came on-line. and others. Henry Malloy owned a mid-sized independent trucking company that was in the process of being sold. In addition. including his nervousness during. Glenn Browning. specialty chat-rooms. By the end of dinner.” “Will do. As they pulled up in front of his car. and you can trust her word.

Frances was pregnant. but she was actually more comfortable with it than he was. and Mrs. but with seriousness mixed in. about a week later. “Babe. James and Frances moved into their house in Lisse as Mr. but it didn’t go over well. James would have expected Frances to be uncomfortable with such an arrangement. specializing in post-crash Internet start-ups. I’m ready to have children right now. She looked euphoric. she sat him down next to her on their sofa and said. 274 . Jim and Frances tried to explain. I think there’s only one more safety-related thing we have to do. and were signing up truckers all over North America. they would verify the truth of the Adlers’ story.” When they introduced themselves to their neighbors. By September. are you serious? You’re really ready to have kids now?” “Yes. McCoy had obtained passports for them in those names. but not like when they decided to marry. Adler. and had started an Internet-based company. and business looked good. they said that they were former corporate executives from San Francisco (a city both of them could talk about authoritatively). a “boutique” venture finance firm. I’m serious. Do you have any objections to getting started?” He smiled.” “What is that Jim?” “Building up the business that we told everyone about. Now they would have to build that business. “Jim. One morning. and whether by accident or purposefully. and provided that they didn’t run seriously afoul of the law. I’m ready for children now. and it doesn’t need to hold anything up. and expecting their first child in May. The truckers loved it.number of wireless tools and databases. “Wanna start right now?” She laughed and pushed him away. Neighbors would be visiting in their home. Frances. All the grandparents were thrilled about the forthcoming grandchild but very unhappy that the children – James and Frances – would not tell them where they were living. it was most unlikely that anyone would ever find their true identities. ******* In June. I think this is a wonderful time.” She hugged him and showed considerable emotion.” He started kissing her neck and caressing her. A similar special build for business travelers was being undertaken by a business consultant from New York named Andrea Spivak. “Jim. She didn’t look like a little girl this time. They would have to make it real. “Frances.

made her feel much better. and Richard. None of them had realized the importance of a financier in getting such a venture started. The New York Post was pleased to run the essay. even at abovenormal rates. If Farber hadn’t pumped the money in. Farber saved the day. The New York Times refused to run it. I’ll stay home and raise a nice family. if it were. it would be better to take action first – to make his case to public before the US government and their conditioning machine got to them. Mr.” The situation worried Frances. Tango and Gamma presented a real threat the world’s tax system. a on October 2nd it ran full-page in the Wall Street nd Journal. and it probably would have collapsed. Jim worked on his venture capital business. they would find crimes to charge him with. and to sell-off the last remnants of his holdings. From the day he got back to the Lisse. McCoy. Farber hadn’t broken any laws in transferring the money. On October 3rd. then flew to Buenos Aires. and tended to his family. Transferring money offshore isn’t illegal.” Farber decided. One way or another. The only safety he would have for the moment. advised and consulted on Gamma. The Internet went wild with the essay and stories about it. the essay ran in Investor’s Business Daily. The transactions had been emergency loans in the early days of Tango. and took him by car to Rio De Janeiro. Farber had long phone conversations with Phillip. It turned out that McCoy’s sources were almost entirely correct: The boys at the NSA were tracing everything associated with Tango. and in the Times of London. Farber wrote an essay. He decided to place full-page ads in several newspapers. 275 . when it needed liquidity. Nonetheless. it was only a matter of time before they could prove that Farber was behind the transfers. Argentina. where his paper trail ended. would be to make them look bad by coming after him. beyond hiding. but he did leave a paper trail. Brazil. along with a derogatory story about the Times. on October 4th. they had found a couple of transactions between one of Farber’s companies and the main Tango bank account in Zurich. “I stay put here in Europe. McCoy met him there. Farber had traveled to New York to place the ads in person. and then journeyed to Amsterdam by train. and the rulers simply couldn’t let it stand. Richard was getting volumes of information on the investigation. Now. as did talk-radio. After decades of hurried and intense business dealings. and although they had come to dead ends almost everywhere. With Nickelson’s password still working.They also got bad news in September. USA Today. The real question was what types of charges they could bring against him. They all decided that in this case. international commerce would collapse in a day. he was ready for a long sabbatical. “From now on. Technically. Tango wouldn’t have been able to process withdrawals. happy to stay there for an extended period of years. The establishment television stations and newspapers barely mentioned it. Several days later. Adler flew to London. but to have Jim home.

There are extensive warehouses and shipping yards there. This would be the supply base for their new Skunk Works. Mordecai was more than willing to help supply the new facility. They were establishing ties with the medical version of Gamma. through which move almost all the supplies and goods between Newfoundland and the mainland. For the moment. and a fiber optic network was installed.Frances was thrilled to be able to raise her family in such a nice place. The first projects were several out-of-patent drugs. they hoped have a first-class genetics program. and Phillip was lining up research projects. Then he flew into Montreal. reimburse the creators of the drug. Skunk’s goal was to provide as the best of the older drugs at competitive prices. their second step would be to copy the research emerging from state-controlled laboratories and get it to market quickly. making his way to Mordecai’s Atlantic Chemical Company in New Brunswick. and workers. without going through the ten-year. Since Atlantic Chemical was doing well. The facility would be ready for use by January 1st. Eventually. and drove through eastern Canada. he proposed that Atlantic buy a warehouse in North Sydney. Mordecai identified a large number of valuable drugs that had fallen out of use because their patents had expired. that would have to wait. This device would require just a small drop of blood and would verify whether the blood contained any STDs within seconds. billion dollar approval process. The developers worked 276 . and had a dozen orders waiting before their production began. however. there were a significant number of scientists who were eager to be involved. They would. patentable drugs. Atlantic Chemical took possession of a very typical warehouse near the shipping yards in North Sydney. rented a car. So. of course. were frequently more hazardous than the original drugs. One small group began work on a cheap home tester for sexually-transmitted diseases.” as they had been calling it in their emails. on December 1st. production projects. The Skunk team had let it be known that they would sponsor new projects and give the originator significant interest in it if successful. Already. The new. New equipment arrived almost daily. leaving them unable to command high prices. and cease manufacture once the drug was offered for sale through traditional channels at reasonable prices. “Skunk 2. Once there was sufficient money to finance it. This left the pharmaceutical companies and their regulatory agency partners to find new patentable drugs that do almost the same job. and to reestablish their prices. however. Nova Scotia. ******* Phillip had remained at Tino’s for several weeks after his meeting with Michael.

They decided to meet at Skunk 2 when they thought they had all the theoretical pieces in place. with several ideas being pursued. called Suzy Q from a pay phone. Farber had closed down his trading and finance ventures. Martha Castro. Their badges served only to reassure the public. In charge of this office was his long-time secretary. 277 . January 20th in Chicago is no time to be out of doors wearing only a dress. the US. no kindness. and doing a few bookkeeping projects for an old friend’s business. who had always treated her with kindness and respect. minutes after it opened. They were thugs. and in Argentina. and no deference. Martha was now in her sixties. These people and their bosses deserved no respect. He intended on keeping the bargain. One of them was a secure video device. He had done business with his clients for a long time and didn’t want to leave them high and dry. and they left. running errands for Jim and his friends. She had worked for him for many years and their tacit agreement was that he employed her till age sixty five. These men roughed-up a sixty three year-old woman and threw her out into the cold with no coat. was very protective of Jim. The lawyer lent Martha a sweater. A passing lawyer helped Martha into a coffee shop and called the Chicago Police for her.primarily in their own laboratories in Japan. On January 20th. ******* James Farber’s quiet life in Lisse was rudely interrupted on January 20th. Martha was unable to ascertain exactly which agencies had people there. Martha stayed busy answering a few phone calls. and had Suzy patch him through to Martha’s house – knowing that the call was probably being tapped. The temperature that day was approximately 10 degrees F. They responded by roughing her up and throwing her out the door and onto the street. which verified with absolute certainty that a video clip was intact and original. Martha. Jim drove to Amsterdam. and demanded to see a warrant. Another was a hyper-intelligent smart card. Farber was irate. and Farber wanted to keep her employed until she was ready to retire. Federal Agents invaded the office. until her daughter-in-law could come with a coat and to drive her home. the Federal Agents sent them away. but they were of little help. plain and simple. and she waited in the coffee shop for three hours. however. Martha emailed Jim that afternoon with the news. only that there were at least four agents – guns drawn – and that one was IRS and another was FBI. but had left his office in Chicago intact. capable of sensing the network to which it was connected and interacting accordingly. They demanded all the records. An electronics lab was being built in one corner of the facility. She refused.

” “Yes?” Juan sounded displeased with him. correct. absolutely. I am very sorry that I let that happen to your fine wife.” “Yes Martha. do you expect to do that? Marta won’t stop going to that office.” “Martha. I am very sorry. Juan. “Martha. I will do everything in my power to be sure that it doesn’t happen again. my attorney?” “Yes. I am fine now. James?” “Martha. James. this is James Farber. Martha.” “Yes. Farber. I’m going to put my lawyers on this right away. I guess that’s the best I can do.” Farber paused for a moment. Farber… very mean. “I’ll tell you what I am going to do. And you cannot control those special policemen. I’m sorry. Juan. Mr. I can’t guarantee that they won’t come to the office again. They will do what they want to do. Secondly. Juan. I have two things to say to you. Farber. I would have closed down the office and just sent you a check every month. and sue those agents for millions of dollars. Mr. I will get him.” “Hello?” “Juan. Yes?” “Yes. I give you back to Marta. Miller. But now I expect you to be very careful for Marta. I want to work for my money. The first is that I had absolutely no idea that this would ever happen to Martha in my office. you will please tell Juan that I am very sorry?” “Yes. Farber.” “Hello. Mr. Mr. If I had any idea that this would happen. do you remember Mr. I do.” “And how. I believe you. “Juan. Mr. and having some idea of what he might be thinking. I know… But getting thrown around by thugs is not what you had in mind either. But those were bad men.” “No. I am horrified and embarrassed.” “My God. Mr. James.“Martha. Farber. are you all right?” “Yes. James. I’m so sorry. of course. I will. but this will help. and Farber didn’t.” 278 . remembering her husband. is Juan there? May I please speak to him?” “Sure Mr. Mr. even if we both tell her. you are a good man. they had the power.” “I know you are sorry. Again. Mr. Here.” Juan was.

I won’t grant that to them.” “I will do that. I delivered papers there not long ago. This time he was violently angry. Those thugs burst into my office in Chicago today.” I want to take these guys down. where he was staying for a few days under a different name. but not like this. Miller. We’ve both been busy with other things. Jim. He sent him a note: Phillip. his office is at 120 North La Salle. Farber. Wait for Mr. They want to intimidate with no consequences. And I don’t want to be unarmed while they’re slinging guns worse than hoodlums. threw Martha around. you go straight there tomorrow morning. he searched on-line for Phillip but was unable to find him.” Have you figured it out yet? Phillip. Jim Phillip got the note several hours later – in New York. He walked around Amsterdam for an hour and a half before going back to his car and driving back home.“All right. I’m so mad I could shoot someone. He became angry from time to time. Back at the house.” “Thank you Martha. and tossed her onto the street in freezing weather with no coat.” “Yes. saying “get the hell out of here before we really hurt you. Well. 279 . In one of your emails to me. I understand. Goodbye.” James was still furious. I’m sorry to tell you that we haven’t given it much attention yet.” “Great. and he’ll take you to over to our office. Mr. and make sure you do whatever he says. you said that you and McCoy were going to work on “hobbling the hunter” and “defeating the hunter. I know. Go only with him. I’ll get on it now. I’m done with them! Write back soon. I’m done playing nice. I’ll send you some emails tomorrow to see if we can find ways to avoid this in the future. on the 13th floor.

After dinner. that’s true.I trust that Martha is all right. If you’d like. or Omaha. I’m very. and come up with good plans. without telling him that he had to. taking action while so angry was not a good idea. London! My God. ******* The Free Soul group finally came to a decision on living arrangements in late August. However. they chose two places to live – not one. I’ll ask Julia to check on her. they chose flats in London and Paris. “Are you surprised?” Phillip continued laughing. I completely understand your feelings. “Well. very sorry. at least it’s an option you guys have now. Hey.” Phillip erupted in laughter. England. Frances fixed him a nice dinner and let him rant for a while. they’re moving to both London and Paris. France?” “Yessir. completely surprised. It was fierce. and Paris. they walked to a small tavern nearby and played darts. and it was just. not really. To the complete surprise of nearly everyone. that’s not a bad start. but I don’t think we could really leave the country altogether. I’m also glad it wasn’t worse.” Don didn’t sound very sure of himself this time. so much the better… I’d rather spend time visiting them in Par is. “Yes. Don.” 280 . Phillip Phillip very well understood Jim’s outrage. Don McConnell called Phillip. and then they’d plan sensibly. Jim.” “Where. Tomorrow we can talk about this again. or maybe Orlando… Oh well.” “London.” “Yeah. Even more surprising. I have shared them at times myself. “Phillip. you’ll never believe where they’re moving. I thought they’d pick Topeka. are you considering moving with them?” “Me? No. You’ve got a couple dozen people scouting out the territory for you. She let him wind down slowly. Jim would have a clearer head tomorrow. Back home. Don?” “Well. I’ll send McCoy an email in a few minutes and get things started.

Thanks. Then. Richard informed Farber of this fact. Richard 281 . On the plus side. Why should we shut him down while we’re still getting intelligence from him? Let’s continue this advantage for as long as possible. Michael. payments to prostitutes in the cities he visits. He thinks he is seeing the real thing. they used every precaution. it had been months.“I understand. and so on. and the second would be a new essay and an update on private commerce. and Farber decided to run a two page ad every year on the anniversary of the first ad’s publication date. but we have him in a sort of virtual Gamma. this guy is not really in Gamma. we’ll be able to manipulate him for a long time. address. Tim Nickelson’s password on the FBI network stopped working. we can begin to plant incriminating evidence on this guy – offshore bank accounts. but still. But if we don’t have to. it doesn’t cost much to fly to Europe any more. Make sense? As a future fall-back position. it turned out that Farber’s ads really did help. if we want to discredit him.” ******* On January 24th. One of the pages would be a reprint of the original ad. If nothing else. and you would think that the FBI would have better security. The NSA decided not to go after Farber. I’ve been thinking about our original plans to sting this FBI agent. names. but you might want to consider it at least. while allowing him to browse and conduct business. Remember. at least until the ads were forgotten. London and Paris aren’t bad places. Sure. and so on. But it’s just us playing with him. that’s a nice idea. You know. this could make for some nice vacations. We took a beta test version of the site and hooked it up to change messages. porn-bots. we’ll have everything in place. Let me know. ******* Michael. But the truth is that government organizations alternate between impressive competence and appalling lapses. and that their intrusions had never been detected. Nickelson. but I do feel pretty strongly about this – I don’t want to take down an asset just for the sake of vengeance.” “Yeah. I think we were wrong. Richard and the others couldn’t believe that it had worked for so long.

Please proceed accordingly. Awards were determined by an arbitrator. and engaged in risky or harmful businesses. but strong. ******* Phillip’s ties with the military and Special Forces communities were limited and unofficial. (Remember I told you about this?) Phillip is overseeing this now. A thousand signed up in the first week. based on the claimant’s level of ‘personal virtue and prudence. Don’t worry about it this time. they would spin-off the fund as an independent company. Within three months. however. the State Prosecution Fund had twenty six thousand paid-in members. based on conduct. They called it the “State Prosecution Fund. as I already discussed it with him. she would have a full management team in place (four people). and he agrees fully.******* Richard. six independent arbitrators engaged. Do keep in touch. After two months. On the other hand. so you should correspond with him from now on. Suzy flooded Gamma with news of the Defense Fund that she and Bari had set-up. By the way. He had become acquainted with these men years prior in his 282 .’ In other words. if you were to behave honorably and nondestructively. your settlement could be complete. and three thousand in the second. I’m just bowing out from a hands-on position. and please feel free to write if I can be of any assistance. Suzy had more than enough money in the fund to set it off correctly. and ten part-time claim investigators ready. I am now formally out of the loop on this – I’ve gone back to psychology. you would be defended or made whole if a government attempted to seize you or your money for any victimless crime. Michael ******* On February first. with more than ninety thousand members and two new competitors. if you behaved wildly. The rates were adjustable.” If you joined in this fund. and eagerly searched for a hard-core Gamma member with high-level insurance experience. Your analysis makes perfect sense. your settlement would be very low or none at all. bragged about not paying taxes. Less than a year later.

Nazi soldiers followed orders from their commanders. This was not only threatening. he decided that he should start by addressing the long-term. We must never put ourselves in the same situation of ‘following orders. We will tell the truth – that we saved 283 . you must decline. structural problems. Fill in the blanks for a hundred other massacres. defeat the hunter. of tyrants. we protect. “A Soldier With Honor. We are not thugs for hire. we will stand before it with pride. Governments were turning them from protectors of the free to rent-a-thugs. And first among those items was the ability of governments to get policemen and soldiers to do whatever they wanted them to do. consolidating them. and did not refuse. We swear our oaths to principles and to constitutions. Phillip wanted to learn their world.” He wrote the piece in two days. without knowing the facts involved. I pray even more that you may understand the value of a soldier with honor. even when they knew the evil of their deeds. You can discount that now only because of its distance. not to agencies or to commanders. and his work on ‘hobble the hunter. while doing his best to avoid any interruptions. Phillip had for a long time been concerned about the moral subversion of soldiers and peace officers. it was morally damaging to the men involved. and of evil. I pray that you never see that time. go find another line of work. He decided it was time to write an article he had thought about for several years. but the agents of slave masters. We save. objected that people who were willing to risk their lives to save others were treated as evil. If ordered. we will go there contented.’ If force is not used righteously. The streets are full of angry and violent young men who would gladly get paid to hurt people. you must refuse.martial arts days. and we do it with honor. we are not agents of God. He had written an article some years before on the need of warriors that was very well received. If you cannot do that. and to gain the ability to save himself or another person from serious harm. “When we go to our graves. Commanders who earn our respect we will follow even to a righteous death. We save. He had been thinking about Farber’s problems. this one isn’t for you.” Tee shirts bearing the passage had been sold in many places. And if there is a last judgment. We protect. The conclusion of the article read as follows: “We use force against those who would harm others. For his part. their motivations.’ After writing several pages of notes. but the title ‘Commander’ means nothing by itself. “If called upon to use force unjustly. We are the hand of justice on earth. We are not that kind of slime. when they took him in as the really intellectual guy who could still bang heads with them. This was in the long wake of the Vietnam W when Phillip had ar. One particular passage from the article made him many friends: “There may come a time in your life when you’d give everything you own for a good soldier to be at your side. and analyzing them.

God’s creation from harm. but after several dozen canvases. The layered background and accenting technique made the objects. and set them aside for future reference. Her old art professors began to visit her rural studio. The light entering the cave (or tomb. was rolling the large stone away from the entrance of the cave in which he had been enclosed. The subject. and it was carried by several military publications and many web sites. Sandra Osterman had been painting madly for months. Now. ******* By early spring. She agreed to an autumn show in New York. It was a large painting. painted some of them partially. They were followed shortly by groups of dealers. By the fourth month. she had developed a powerful art form. she was turning out paintings that began to resemble the work of the old renaissance masters. she moved her studio to a warehouse building on the edge of Tallahassee. even the rock surface. Her dream and ‘rebirth’ at the Free Soul house in Tallahassee had given her the artistic fire she had been waiting for – waiting for many years. and her aesthetic skills were excellent as well. But the magical spark of artistic creation simply hadn’t worked for her. She sketched them. roughly ten feet high by twelve wide. multi-layer backgrounds covered with alternating clear layers. The scenes were modern.” Phillip ran the article in his own name. look as though they were being struc k with light for the first time in eons. The paintings of her first few months were interesting. and selected opaque sections. It was a life-size resurrection scene. Her progress was slow. It communicated with great strength and subtlety. tinted layers. not yet having time to penetrate any further into them. but their spirit. who looked more of a modern athletic man than the usual Jesus figure. but demanded to be left alone till then. it had burst aflame. that we protected them from aggression. During the following weeks and months. Her technical skills had been developed long before. she began to redo these pieces with a new technique she had worked on previously in bits and pieces –deep. When dealers kept coming. 284 . but not complete and coherent. their power. as might be presumed) was striking as it illuminated the scattered objects along the floor and walls of the cave. Then came her early masterpiece. and the technique developed incrementally. and their glorification of humanity were of the renaissance. The scene seemed to be frozen at just the moment when the light was first striking the objects’ outer surfaces. and that we did it with honor.

with names like “Galt’s Gulch. for farmers. The painting was both stunning and moving. A few were general markets. It wasn’t taking many people from the other Gamma groups (although there was cross-market commerce). auto repair businesses. the whole painting seemed to capture a single micro-instant of time. border crossings. was just coming into focus. and sat on the concrete floor in front of it for half an hour. The stone had been moved. It was the moment just past the point of inevitability. and they didn’t want her to leave it in a warehouse. and the force of gravity had just begun to engage and take over the effort from the brilliant man who had begun to roll it away. but from the international business community. Everything from the leasing of apartments and cars to sales of surplus merchandise occurred in this market. She called in one of her old professors. markets for construction contractors. Technically. Together. Art professors from all over the world flew in to see it. European football (soccer) parties were almost daily in-season in a score of cities. ******* Andrea Spivak’s market for Road Warriors was becoming popular. As for the subject himself – he looked to be a very ordinary man. but on the best day of his life. restaurants. It was obviously a work of immense value. they were powerful enough to make people gasp. for retail merchants. It was the very moment when his vision. with Herculean effort it seemed. janitorial 285 . just over the high point in its rock-carved track. the use of light in the painting was the first striking feature. As people began finding out about how private commerce functioned. Andrea’s RoadWarriorNet became a gathering place for them. several new Gamma markets had come on-line. and the medical and trucking communities were doing nearly as well. and get-togethers for viewing special television shows and movies were frequent.” Exodus. he wept. In addition. That same day he had it moved to a private and secure room in the University. having moved from the stone to the outer world. passport and visa requirements. there was endless information on travel prices. and ex-pat gatherings. but the second was the same sorts of surprising color and detail effects that Leonardo used in Mona Lisa. Sandy’s friends urged her to move it to a safer place. In addition. His emotion was unmistakable – a conscious mastery of everything that had stood in his way. His face – his countenance really – captured the moment when his consciousness shifted from the work of moving the stone to the realization that the stone was beginning to roll on its own. When he saw the painting.” There were a great many more specialty markets. festivals. Every winter Sunday found football parties for Americans in a dozen cities.” and “Nautilus.Indeed. RoadWarriorNet was a smash hit. the very essence of triumph and of freedom.

but not in cyberspace. there was no escaping that fact. to dispense advice on children. In general. Frances wasn’t sure she liked these ideas very well. then came one serving poor neighborhood preachers and their small congregations. At first there were two such private markets. and produces better results. and some through private channels. This allowed them to avoid unreasonable litigation. and serious Bible-believers can easily reach the conclusion that these groups did – that governments and rulers belong not to God. but it did make her more openminded about what might be best for her children. In the end. and accounting that are required in the regulated economy. restaurants and taverns. furnished. “may come either from necessity or from aggressiveness. she decided that she liked her American aggressiveness. but in the presence of these ideas. She was now five months into her pregnancy and enjoying it immensely. “Human growth. and all the necessary arrangements had been made. but they expected less discipline from the young children than she would have. but other portions were very good. Neighbors would stop by for coffee or tea. She had never thought of them that way. and was determined that her children would share it.” she had once written. are happy to cooperate with governments. The nursery was nicely. These were not mainstream groups. eager for acceptance and tax advantages. insurance costs. families. travel agents. Especially interesting were the attitudes toward childhood and adolescence. Some of the advice was rather dated and sometimes silly.services. even using a passage in Paul’s letter to the Romans to make it a divine mandate. They didn’t spoil them really. Most religious groups. Nonetheless. She had never realized how distinctly American some of her ideas were. but some of the Mennonites and Pentecostals. there is a large body of scripture that runs contrary to such ideas. and then another serving itinerant evangelists and teachers. Frances’ mother was presently staying in one of their extra rooms. and life. A surprise to many of them were the religious groups that joined the private economy. and others. small manufacturers. who maintained that subservience to government was contrary to God’s will. more controlled. Being productively aggressive is far less painful. Her neighbors had different ideas about life than she did. These companies were doing some of their business through traditional channels. though not extravagantly.” 286 . ******* Life had returned to normal for James and Frances. but to Satan. to be followed by Julia the next month. they indulged their children far more than she would have been minded to.

“The floor above us. She looked around the room.But she also decided that she would let her children enjoy themselves more than she had when she was young. walked around as they sang. ******* By the time the Free Souls had settled into their new homes in London and Paris. (By now. and directly across from the altos. They loved the sweep and intensity of being in the midst of fifty voices pounding out multi-part harmony. came up with a new idea for the performance of their music. “This is incomparably better than any stereo system.) She was surprised by the effect. as she and Jim sometimes had. rock-and-roll chords. the “old-timers” were beginning to move away. abandoned meeting hall in Pest for their large sessions. but that they should not think that pleasure and progress are opposed one to another. Four of the best musicians among the group moved to Budapest. New local members were beginning to replace them. they were beginning to move in new directions. The Free Soul house was turning into the Free Soul network. and listened intently. She explained that it could be built cheaply with wallboard and hard plaster. They began to experiment with new arrangements of choral music – adding electric guitars. Or rather. it was choral music that they gravitated to most and modified to their modern tastes. A number of musicians and singers from the Budapest Opera would sit in for open sessions. and. is it also abandoned?” They answered that it was. the few remaining Klezmer musicians. They had the engineer sit in with the singers. They wrote new pieces. While all sorts of music were played in these sessions. between the tenors and the sopranos. and that the sound within it would be “amazing. and toward individual pursuits. “How would you like to be able to make this more intense than it already is?” She explained her plan to build a more-or-less hemispherical structure for their performances – the “Dome of Sound. in one inspired moment. They invited gypsy musicians to their sessions. and that they could use it almost for free if they wanted. Not that they should be misbehaved or irresponsible.” she said. “Good. and other modern elements to the music. they were renting an old. One of the singers brought a friend one day – an acoustical engineer.” 287 . and eventually opened most of their sessions to any competent musician who wished to attend.” as they would later call it. where they rented a cheap flat and began to make music with abandon.” she asked.” she said. There were thirty five singers that day.

Within a short time. They were all completely committed to their families. Musicians from all over Europe. would be vertically polarized.They spent the rest of that day making phone calls. in fact. but were 288 . however. and with small alcoves on two sides. Katya. made their way to Budapest when they had some free time – to experiment and to be part of the experience. along with their friends. that recorded music paled in comparison. Others appeared to be doing the same. rather.” Julia was enjoying her time with Frances. She so well remembered the years when she and Phillip. sit down and let me do the dishes. So powerful. and laying out the Dome on the upper floor. an alternate version of the dome was built in another place. The effects were powerful. and some of their friends were. Tokyo. This one was designed with a different curvature. people began building domes and hiring musicians to perform there. Friends invited friends. calling construction contractors they knew. New Free Soul locations opened in Warsaw. and before long they had offers of money from non-musicians to sit in the dome while the musicians performed. For the first time in decades. In time. a soloist in the alcove could be distinctly heard. no matter how loud the music in the main dome might be. arranging a negligible rent. that the sound vibrations in the main dome vibrated in a predominantly horizontal direction. and to raising their families right. being a good musician paid. were engulfed together in the process of raising families. and Sydney within three years of the move from the US to Europe. They allowed this to help pay their expenses. Since the human ear distinguishes between horizontally and vertically polarized sound. the engineer. The ‘older’ Free Souls looked after the development of the newer ones – not because anyone told them to. but because they were able. ******* “Frances. That is. now it was not just a lucky or connected few who made millions. no matter how well recorded and embellished. the Free Soul houses (or flats) stayed as busy as ever. Julia and Phillip were. Or. Even with groups breaking off. had designed this dome so that the sound waves produced within the it were horizontally polarized. while the others took side jobs so as not to starve. It made her feel young. and because the newer members were worthy of assistance. Sounds coming out of the alcoves. They all pitched in – dozens of them working with tools and singing at the same time. borrowing money. The effect of the dome was every bit as good as promised. being invited by their fellows. Within three weeks it would be completed. New people were drawn to their energy and honesty.

and not sleeping through the night for seven years running. however. it was much easier for Julia to talk about these things in Phillip’s absence. but I don’t think anyone really understands what they’re getting into. In any case. growing. Frances. Strangely. “Julia. a what made sense thirty nd years ago might not make sense now. Now. “Frances and Jim won’t have money problems. Perhaps it was because they went through so many things together. but Julia was the one who had actually done everything she was about to do. Frances found it very strange that when she got going.” They spent quite a bit of time talking about Frances’ pregnancy. They’ll certainly rise to the occasion. She had four beautiful children… lives that began and formed inside of her body. it reminded her of an answer she never really got from him. and developing into people she was proud of. Whenever we followed advice from other people. and glad that she didn’t have to go through it all again herself. learning. “I’ll tell you one thing that was uncanny. having to get up early and stay up late. do you remember when Phillip talked that one time about fairy tale expectations?” 289 . Not only did they make some mistakes of their own. Now. and so did I. She was happy for Frances. but you can’t just follow what your parents did. For some reason.” Again Frances commented to herself on how much Julia sounded like Phillip.actually playing the part around others and falling apart when they were at home with no one looking. “You had good parents Frances. and you can’t follow them without passing along a lot of wrong ideas to your kids. but times change. but it was a pattern. Julia remembered being low on money. Those times were very difficult in many ways. You have to figure everything out for yourselves. Phillip was always fascinating. and about raising children in general. “but they’re taking on a lot more work than they think they are. lives that she had created. as they had unhappily learned later. Frances began asking specific questions about what had worked best for Julia with her own children. a bit jealous. after a cold walk to and from the local butcher shop. it backfired. it was Frances’ turn to do all of these things. but the fruits of her labor sat around her table every day. People have always raised their children mistakenly. The work had been overwhelming. children who would grow into friends for the rest of her life. maybe that was just because we picked bad people to ask. Julia sounded quite a bit like Phillip. But it seemed almost destined for them to talk about the larger issues. One afternoon. Frances liked Julia’s perspectives. But she also remembered the brilliant clarity of purpose that her life had then.” she thought to herself. she felt that it would have been a bad idea to say so.

I remember several times when he talked about that. or maybe a social group. “I’ll get them from him… if you want me to.” “Right. there is one proviso: No one sees them but you guys. “she could ask… and probably get them.” Julia found Phillip on his cellular phone. and groups to get them what they want. but they are consistently used as substitutes for their own direct action.” “Yeah. Frances. family and sex’ notes. The fairy tales teach us to live on hopes and dreams. but. and takes us away from reassessment of our girl-dreams. Julia.” 290 . she had never thought of that. but not altogether unwilling. beliefs. They want a government to make their lives right.” “That’s right. then expect our husbands to make them come true. Frances. “But Julia.” “Yes. modify the dreams into hopes as we get older. They’re usually disappointed with their husbands. All of this takes us away from actually building what we want. and you use them for clues only. and rather boldly told him that she and Frances wanted his ‘children. as you always say. he never explained how the fairy tale thing applies to women.” Frances waited for her to go on.“Sure.” “All right. I’ll send them to you. right?” “Pretty much. and a big part of it is because they have put their expectations above reality.” “We don’t care Phillip. “And women don’t look only to their husbands only to fulfill their expectations. Phillip was surprised. and choosing dreams that we can really get. how many women do you know that are really satisfied with their lives?” “Not many. not for publication. absolutely. We start dreaming as little girls. Sometimes they want these groups to create the lives they want.” she thought. sometimes they want the group to influence their husbands. “You realize that these are raw notes… I can’t even vouch for them all being correct. Someone had told her that Phillip kept voluminous notes. Do you think he’d give them to us ?” Julia laughed. I think I’d love to see them. or a religion. We just want to use them as clues. they expect their husbands to provide their dreams. I can tell you at least something about it. Can you tell me?” “Sure.” “Say.” “Well. but she had never thought of asking – she was sure they were quite private. get them. just like you wrote in that article of yours. they look for organizations. would you like me to get Phillip’s notes on this subject?” Frances was stunned for a moment.

******* At about this time. She said nothing but decided to watch carefully. The governments generally took a two-part strategy. He slowly learned to compensate by playing office politics. torpedoing some careers and latching onto others. Julia observed that childbearing was changing something in Frances. and pulled out Phillip’s notes.” “All right. She wasn’t quite sure what kind of changes. Nickelson was shifted from office to office.” Frances and Julia giggled. but I want to be clear. The surveillance agencies made several arrests but were unable to shut down even one market. He never knew that he was being hacked. who. which reflected his reduced status. made some coffee. and he was becoming bitter. give me a couple of hours and I’ll email them to you.“Phillip. The free travel and dinners slowed down. don’t you think I know that?” “Yes. They had walked to the local bakery in the afternoon. He did lots of favors for Jones. and enjoyed their triumph of getting Phillip’s secret notes. and they had the old house to themselves. The fringe benefits weren’t as good as before. Few people would admit to being in a private market. they wanted to shut down the private markets in any way they could. but they did rise to a level of prestige he could accept. in turn. The household chores were done for the day. Prosecutions following the arrests were successful only about one 291 . Jim was in London. First of all. they were buying and selling with abandon. but when no one was looking. lest she interfere with their natural development. But there were simply too many Gamma markets. like school girls getting the boys to tell their secrets. groomed Nickelson to take over his position. They alternated between serious conversation and simple fun. Every sort of market and service seemed to be springing up. I know you do. and they were beginning to get desperate. and they were all protected by encryption that they couldn’t break. ******* They had great fun going through the notes. Matters were getting out of hand for the governments. and she wasn’t sure she should mention it. Gamma markets had begun making inroads into the daily life of so many people that it became common knowledge.” “I promise.

the big corporations found themselves being picked apart by smaller. Real property was permanent. such as Bermuda. employing legions of accountants to produce them. taxes on fuels. ******* George Demitrios was very busy. paying huge fees to lawyers to iron out details. of course. providing donations to every politician and party who had a chance of winning. At first. They also began. stationary. to break off portions of their operations and replant them in cyberspace. they had no choice – they were not only too big to hide their activities. automotive fees. and especially property taxes. low-regulation jurisdictions. But as time went on. and easily seized for non-payment. were steadily increased. They demanded certified financial statements from all their vendors and were very public in proclaiming private commerce a serious threat to civilization itself. The Gamma legal defense fund performed well. more efficient competitors. With so many people moving to private markets. As Farber had explained. The big corporations were filing thousands of government reports every year. but they refused to abandon their best traditional revenue source. but did so much business with governments and government contractors that to anger a big government might ruin their profits for years. but most of them were surprised nonetheless. The politicians knew this. they cooperated. and the Channel Islands. A variety of use fees.fourth of the time. the huge corporations backed the governments enthusiastically. engaging dozens of lobbyists to eliminate adverse legislation. They were squeezing anyone 292 . and making the migration to private commerce all the faster. The private commerce people had none of these expenses and were steadily chipping away at the big operations. quite secretly. and. profits were taken in low-tax jurisdictions. and those convictions resulted from frightening the defendant into cutting a deal before trial. and collection was enforced as vigorously as possible. There was simply no choice if they didn’t want to risk their businesses altogether. Some of the big companies moved to low-tax. Not that income tax laws were eliminated – the taxes remained. they were also interested in protecting their finances from the governments who were having trouble collecting for the first time in centuries. The behavior of the big corporations was interesting. The politicians simply couldn’t be brought to abandon it. and expenses were taken in high-tax jurisdictions. Others arranged their multinational operations so that production was done in easier regulatory jurisdictions. This had the effect of leaving the obedient subjects being bled dry. These private-market companies produced better services at better prices. Farber had predicted it. So. the Cayman Islands. Their second strategy involved moving away from the taxation of income and toward the taxation of things they could control – especially taxes on property.

As it turned out. “Hello?” “Hi! This is George Dimitrios. He wanted to fight for a good cause. do you remember the tree in the O’Grady’s yard?” Phillip paused for a moment. McCoy. telling stories. you bet! I was scared stiff. it’s me. for some reason.” “Hey. yeah! Sure I do. anonymous bank account in another country.” “Nah. I was just calling to see if you. ******* The telephone at the Manhattan apartment rang at 2:00 a. don’t worry about it George. wondering what their lives might be like if they were just a bit more courageous. but don’t worry about it. To whom am I speaking?” “George. and was living in fine hotels. who happened to be in New York for the week. always on the edge of the law. I’d say so. plenty of money. “Yeah. and remembered something.who looked even a little bit suspicious. but was coming up short when trying to explain the changes related to his inner life. But it was neither the money nor the accommodations that he most enjoyed – it was purposeful. They were the merchant adventurers of the 21st Century. “Oh my God. their next step was to look for someone like George. I’m sorry Phillip. I watched the older kids climbing it. his eyes with a searching look. vital activity. The were a band of noble pirates.m. waking Phillip. After one of these people was hurt. and sharing resources. drinking. George had more business than he could handle. I’d go a little higher every time. Phillip. Everything okay?” “Yeah. and pretty 293 . As time went on. and I was afraid to try. and they were loving it. it’s nice to hear from you. it’s nice to hear from you. these ‘consultants’ began to meet from time to time. “Phillip.” “Remember climbing it?” Phillip laughed. I would go out to O’Grady’s yard when no one else was there and work up my courage. there was an entire network of people like him. I guess I had the time difference wrong. who could help them store their money in a boring. he thought back to their childhoods. and always with the most stimulating lives. or anyone was at the apartment. and to win. great… Did I call too late?” “Yeah. Like I say. None of them lay in bed at night. Then. What’s news?” George gave him a quick synopsis of the recent activities..

and dreamt of flying. alert. Frances. You remember.” and waited to let Phillip continue. very hungry. on May 13th. “You bet I remember. 294 .” “Thank you Phillip. Congratulations. and hungry – very. Thank you. They hired a local teenaged girl to help Frances during the days until she adjusted and caught up on her rest.soon I got all the way to the top. although I kind of forgot. and was more difficult for her than she would have expected. And do you remember the feeling of being up there?” “Yeah. “George. very tired. probably because I saw that tree again every time I went to my parent’s house. George!” George said “You’re welcome.” Frances was glad for her baby’s health. I’m very happy for you.” “I know what you mean Phillip. at home. so he closed the conversation. Without it. She was healthy enough. however. was very. God I felt great up there. here’s why I brought it up: I love my life now – it makes me feel like I’m still up in the top of that tree. I really am… it feels nice. but only mildly. high up in the tree. Phillip smiled. It kept reminding me. and both mother and child came through quite well. don’t you? The place right next to the bird’s nest?” George laughed. looking over half the neighborhood at once. who had decided to breast-feed.” George decided that Phillip sounded tired. The baby was jaundiced for three days. In all other ways. was restrained from sleeping in much more than three-hour spurts. James actually caught the baby and cut the cord. Her labor had been longer than she had expected – over twenty hours – and was far more tiring than she had expected. It was fortunate that she and James had enough money to hire full-time help. due to Emily’s never-ending appetite. with a local doctor in attendance. You’re really living. and probably needed his sleep. but the continual lack of sleep caught her by surprise. I guess I never really forgot that feeling.” James would say.” Phillip was quiet for several seconds and nearly cried. Frances. ******* Emily Adler was born. it was perfectly healthy. “That was a magnificent feeling. but he didn’t really understand. Jim was solicitous and helpful. but physically and emotionally drained. Frances would certainly have been overtaxed. went back to sleep. “we know the baby is healthy. Anyway. “Oh well.

In a very short time. disrupt radio communication. There. The truck stopped in its place and would not restart. was an old quote from Thomas Edison’s laboratory. theorists sought help from experimenters. He kept the briefcase in his car and charged the batteries religiously. The rest of his espionage team went back to their previous careers. The various project groups worked together seamlessly. from soldiers. and stun people – all without imposing serious bodily damage. and their area was emblazoned with photos of every fierce figure they could find. The called themselves The Hunters. He loved them. In one corner of the new Skunk Works was a little enclave for hackers. there was testosterone. their purpose being to hack the surveillance agencies – to mislead them. ******* 295 . There was adrenaline. The scientists called the area “the silicon-and-testosterone corner. they were a family. Over the research laboratory. Phillip and McCoy sponsored a weapons project. Farber smiled and giggled all the way back to Lisse and through half of the next day. “We don’t have any rules here: We’re trying to accomplish something!” The progress was so significant that many of the scientists quit their regular jobs and moved to Sydney. there was determination and aggressiveness. More than this. stop vehicles. physicists asked advice of biologists. discretely pointed it at the tow truck. Skunk 2 in Nova Scotia was housing fourteen different projects. and a stray stupid comment wasn’t worth wasted energy.******* By spring. he noticed a city tow-truck taking away a car parked illegally. The spouses and children spent time together. and so on. to shut them down. One day in Amsterdam. to Arnold Schwartzenegger as Conan the Barbarian to Ted Nugent hunting with bow-and-arrow. and they overlooked each other’s faults most of the time – there were bigger things to be reached. Each of the Gamma communities had donated money to them. He pulled the briefcase out of his car trunk. They had some excellent ideas in their files for lethal weapons. they constituted a hundred-person family. most of which were moving forward steadily. they found a work atmosphere that was more like a sports team than a school or a lab. What they wanted were weapons that would disable other weapons. in huge letters on painted plywood. especially the briefcase-sized device that would disable a car with the touch of a button. they were more than just a team. and where possible. and pressed the button. They sent prototypes of some of the non-lethal devices to Farber. As Farber had requested. Favors were done without having been requested. but Phillip would allow no work on them aside from preliminary evaluations and a few prototype tests.” Richard moved to Sydney and joined the Hunters.

” “Is it difficult for you to get to Vancouver?” 296 . you’re a wise man. would you like my advice?” “I would. yeah Don. “Everything okay. Phillip. it’s not so much that I don’t want to answer.” “Don. “Is he going to ask you questions you don’t want to answer?” “Well.” “This is Steven.” “Thank you. and then spend the intervening time thinking about explaining yourself. set up a time to visit with Steve. I take it you live in Seattle?” “Yes.” “Yeah. and he’s a graduate student in theology at the University of Washington.” “All right. Steven.” “Yeah! Yes. it’s just that I’ve been expecting this with mixed feelings.” Phillip remained silent.” “But you were at least this concerned with the essays.“Phillip. knowing what he was about to drop on the young man. you’re correct. Then just go do it. it’s more like I hope that I can explain myself properly. and he’s for real. weren’t you? And they turned out well. everything’s okay. near the University. I’d love to… I just didn’t think you’d have the time to do it. Steven. His real name is Steven Caputta. This guy you’ve been doing Q and A with – Seminary Steve…” “Yes?” “He would really like to talk to you. “Prester John?! From the Free Soul site?” “That’s right. my name is Phillip Donson. “Hello?” “Yes. I’m just concerned about where all of this might go.” “Oh…” “We checked him out.” Steven froze momentarily.” Don could guess what was on Phillip’s mind. although you know me much better as Prester John.” “I’ll make some time. I’m looking for Steven Caputta please. “Hi.” “Phillip. P?” “Uh.” Phillip called Steve from Amsterdam that afternoon. They tell me you’d like to sit down and talk.” Phillip smiled.

this is great. “Great.” “Good.” “Oh. I’ll go over my schedule. I probably won’t be able to do it for at least a few weeks. Send your key to the Free Souls. it sounds great. I’ll send them the email right away. Now.” “All right.” “All right.” “Believe me. and ask them to forward it to me. and I’ll wait to hear from you. I’ll be pleased to meet you in Vancouver some time soon. not at all. I’ll be looking forward to it. Steve. I’ll have to go over my schedule. Good bye.“No. and I’ll answer any questions I am able to.” Phillip knew the sound in his voice – a young man desperately hungry to talk to a top mind in his field. then Steve. you are more than welcome. I’ll wait. don’t be disappointed if it takes me a while to get back to you. and we’ll plan on meeting in Vancouver soon. When can we do this?” “Well.” 297 . I can drive up pretty much any time. Thank you. Steve. Do you ever use secure email?” “I use PGP. It was nice to be on the other side of the conversation for once. Sound good?” “Oh. I won’t forget.

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not nearly as old as Phillip. There was a reasonably good restaurant and a large bar. slow meal. “Well. they tended to be polite. and they began walking slowly in that direction. “Of that I have no doubt. “I’m very glad to meet you Steve. as they made their way to their table. and say to myself ‘My God. I am pleasantly surprised that you are not a very young man. “Oh. As they looked at their menus. He was obviously Italian. James and the others.” Steve returned the greeting. Phillip. which made for a relaxed. with curly black hair and an olive complexion.’” Phillip was happy to see that Steve was not only honest. About every five years I look backwards. and solidly built.” Steve smiled. Steven was older than Phillip had expected. engaging. “I’ve got to tell you Steve. and designed primarily for business travelers.” They both laughed quietly. honest. Phillip had chosen this hotel primarily because he enjoyed being around business travelers. I guess I am. more or less automatically. From the name ‘Seminary Steve’ he had presumed that Steve was in his twenties. I’m definitely one of the older students. slightly confused. with plenty of time to talk. “Exactly why are you glad I’m older?” Phillip had been piecing his thoughts together. but self-analytical. thank you. “I take it you are hungry after the long ride?” Phillip turned toward the restaurant. I just find a certain level of maturity is much better for understanding difficult subjects. Phillip realized something else that was making him happy. but at least thirty-five. I am so much farther along now than I was then. which many of the guests used for informal meetings. The restaurant was nearly empty at the time they entered. and now he had the pieces together. “And I know what you mean about maturity. He had a mature look. There was also a large open area with clusters of chairs and couches. each beginning to feel comfortable with the other. They met in the lobby of Phillip’s hotel and walked toward the hotel’s restaurant for a late lunch. With Steve he could talk in scriptural terms.Chapter Six Phillip showed up in Vancouver only a week after he had talked to Steve Caputta and rested for a day while he arranged for a Town Car to get Steve. “Yeah. for all their 299 .” Steve smiled a slightly conspiratorial smile. and I’m sure we’ll be discussing some rather important things before we’re done. but sincere and mature.” The hotel was modern.” He paused for a moment. and busy enough with their own affairs that they didn’t intrude into yours. just about Phillip’s height.

” Steve smiled. while so many others fell by the wayside. it’s been a long time. “No. I was thinking about you saying that you look back and analyze yourself every now and then. not just thought it. Way back in my early days. didn’t have the same Biblical vocabulary base that he would have with Steve.” ******* “So. unto salvation. there is. Boy.” “So. no matter what we talk about over the next few days. “You’re smiling quite a bit there Prester. I will face the truth. but I can still remember where I was when I made my complete commitment to self-honesty.” Phillip stopped. “Steve. and the time of day.’ And I meant it with every ounce of strength I possessed. ‘He seeketh truth in the inner parts?’” “Yes! Both of those! Plus a few others.” “Well. what was it that got through to you? ‘Commune with thine own heart?’ Or. Steve?” “Yes.” Phillip looked at Steve sincerely. “You know what I mean when I say I not only said it. In my heart. but that I spoke it into being. I don’t mind at all. I do. and looked at Steve. “How do you know I said anything? Maybe I just decided. knowing where their conversations would be leading. “Okay. and my older brother used to bring me to the meetings. you’re right.” Phillip nearly giggled.” “Whoa! In the charismatic days? How old were you?” 300 . Phillip. I want you to know that I value spiritual experiences highly. in my mind. but please call me Phillip… I can talk scripture-ese with you. And I’m convinced that it was the thing that kept me moving forward. whatever it is. how did you get into the Bible. and not turn away from it. Go right ahead.’ You certainly would have said it.brilliance. do you?” Steve knew what Phillip meant. Steve. I was a kid during the charismatic days.” “And what was it you said?” Phillip stopped. Steve?” “Well. and I do not oppose them. anything particular?” “Yeah. “‘With the mouth. I have almost no one else that would understand me. I can tell you where I was standing in the room. I said ‘I will face the truth. don’t you. confession is made. that was the one lesson I worked hardest on. You don’t mind.

I went back to school. Once they had a breakthrough. We brought a lot of it on ourselves. I mostly returned to normal. the whole charismatic thing was very difficult for the parents. to be honest. I didn’t read the Bible much more till I was about twenty. “Anyway. and had felt the power of the spirit very strongly. It was uncanny. “Yes! You knew The Love Inn?” Phillip laughed so loudly that the few people in the restaurant turned to see what was so funny. near Ithaca. you never found anything that was as pure and shining as what you found in the New Testament. As soon as something good happened. They were coming out of an age of conformity. I know. “No. “Yeah. and parttime at that. and paid me enough to live on at the dormitory. It was four hours per night. I got busy with baseball. Much to my mother’s relief.” “And then?” “Oh. I took the whole summer off of school when I was about twenty. but I studied whenever I could and tried all sorts of meetings. How long did you go?” “Not long. I guess I never entirely forgot that. I knew a bunch of people who used to go there. I had been wanting to pick up the Bible again and I stayed into it all summer long. did you?” Now Steve looked equally as sad.” “No… don’t tell me your brother went to The Love Inn?” Steve’s face lit up. “And through all of your searchings. My brother moved away right at that time also. Where was this?” “Well. I’ve only been taking classes at UW for a couple of semesters. and here were their kids doing things that were different to the point of appearing dangerous.” “Yeah. so I didn’t go to any more meetings for quite some time. But I had been rather dramatically healed one night at a meeting. Then girls. we lived in upstate New York. they seemed doomed to sink down again. football. and school. My real job is accounting. most of us did a really shitty job of explaining things to the parents.” Phillip had used the word “shitty” purposefully. And. I might add. Steve never flinched. something swept right 301 .” “Oh my God! That was my world.“Maybe eight. but that’s all. and got an evening job at UPS. of course. I never did… maybe for a short period of time. I mean… I was only about ten when everyone split-up.” Phillip began to look very sad. “What happened after your brother moved and you stopped going to meetings?” “Oh. He wanted to be sure that Steve wasn’t going to get bent out of shape if he spoke freely. Really.

“You’re serious?” “Yes. There was now no question about it. By putting the economic figures together with the NSA report. analysts were led to the conclusion that it was the wealthiest and most productive who were hiding their business from the government. “I think I’d be willing to die for it. Others wanted to hunt down the people involved and throw them into jail. you can see the big picture. however.” Then. The NSA report estimated that between two and four million Americans were conducting private commerce through the Gamma systems. but would be akin to financial suicide. The uncontrolled Internet economy was seriously cutting into government revenues. He spoke passionately but quietly. Yet after two years. The best cash cows were running away. they had been able to trace only ten of them. Phillip brightened halfway. 302 . Would you be able to go through a long. If NSA was correct that only a few million Americans were involved. “Yes. I know.” ******* By mid-July. Anyone who wanted to. but they were ultimately convinced that such an action would not only undermine their public image.and neutralized it. But it’s a long and difficult explanation.. The system was now large and growing steadily. I am.” There was real pain in Steve’s eyes – the residue of many deep disappointments. The Internet now was so much a part of American economic life that trying to destroy it would cause such an enormous loss of commerce that it would probably throw half of the world into a depression. Steve. I understand. “Steve. and took on a look of deep determination. He had never expected to hear those words in this life. in general. it seemed to have made people more careful. and even those were only traceable because they had been sloppy. suddenly. The public prosecutions of a few Gamma people had not had much of an effect.in behind it. or even execute them for treason. but did not keep them away. and there’s not a simple fiveword answer… it’s more like assembling piece after piece. and then. this would have almost no overall effect on private commerce. I know why! I know what’s killing the life!” Steve had given up on figuring it out. Some officials wanted to shut down the Internet altogether. hard process?” Steve looked him dead in the eye. Given the distributed nature of the enterprise. Reports flew from office to office and the NSA was urgently ordered to address the situation. economic figures from the second quarter of the year were being assembled in US government offices in Washington and New York. the revenue losses could only have been caused by medium and large earners removing themselves from the system. and the NSA didn’t know how to stop them.

people who had never met before knew each other quite well. two systems” compromise with the Gamma markets. She was never really sick. with Jim obviously on a lot of government lists). This actually proved to be very rewarding. The final option was posed by a senior analyst at CIA. working for a year to earn tuition money. They began developing strategies. She proposed a “one country.” 303 . New Zealand and the European Union indicated that all of these governments would also be interested in such a plan. rather than frequent. of course. But now she was almost back to normal. it’s me… Michael… Anderson. and viceversa.could open a cyber market. Australia. these visits tended to be long. Initial memos between the US government and the governments of the UK. It had taken Frances three months to recover from the delivery. and surprised by the difficulty of the whole affair. ******* “George?” “Um… who is calling please?” “George. midnight runs to the nearest copy shop to get some work done. The difficulty. Jim got to know Frances’ friends and family very well. Jim and Frances were getting back to a somewhat normal life. Mostly. they really got to know each other: Talks in the kitchen till two in the morning. Trying to hack into all the Gamma networks was another option. would lie in convincing the Gamma markets to be taxed. and people doing business through the Gamma markets would be convinced to pay a flat 10 percent of their income to the US government. Because of the difficulty of bringing people in (they had to be careful. Canada. Jim bought a large sport utility vehicle for this purpose. and eager to have her friends and relatives visit. They had live-in help – a college girl from Slovenia. they would actually live together for one or more weeks. In the course of two weeks. but it had already been tried at length with little success. Instead of a single day. although she did watch Emily if Jim and Frances went out for an evening. In this scheme. One group at a time. just desperately tired. they would meet in Paris or Antwerp. she did the household chores while Frances took care of the baby. In so doing. ******* Back in Lisse. then drive to Lisse. Both Frances and Jim decided that this would be their preferred way of getting to know people. normal commerce and income would be subjected to the existing methods of taxation. drives into Amsterdam for special groceries.

The first surprise was that there were a lot of them – more than we’d expect. “And… Michael? What?” He took a deep breath. we’ve got some very interesting things happening. Michael also suspected that neurochemistry was still deeply important to him.” George had expected Michael’s words… it was something he had considered years before. Something important is happening. I’ll listen. didn’t you?” “Yes. Beside. “that the mother’s body was 304 . I remember. But the fact that this was now real – not just speculation – still surprised him. Well. So. We wanted to find more information on the body’s change mechanisms. George’s mind became very active… imagining where this was going. their new discoveries were important. I do. “George.” Michael paused just a moment before speaking. As their pregnanc ies developed.” “Right… well. Michael. understanding that finding George when he didn’t wish to be found was nearly impossible. “George.” he began thinking and finished by mumbling. “We found huge changes in the mother’s neurochemistry… and a new group of neuropeptides. we found that the extra neuropeptides were not being manufactured… they were coming loose from the mothers’ body cells. George.” “Mike. we took a hard look at pregnancy… perhaps the most potent period of change in any human life. George. what’s up. we began looking at natural changes in the human psyche. we took a few small tissue samples from the next group of mothers. Michael. “Continue. we did.” said Michael. “Hear me out. I think you might want to come back to the lab for a little while. Michael thought he sensed a sort of paternal protection in his voice. “George.” “Ah. “That would mean.“Michael! How did you know to call me here?” Michael smiled. and they needed George to review them. you know I left the lab on purpose.” Michael paused. The second surprise was that they were of a different type.” “All right. I see. “Bill McCoy helped me. More importantly.” Michael paused just a moment and continued.” George’s curiosity was beginning to show.” Michael stopped. we began to see a rise in the levels of free neuropeptides in the blood.” “Yes. to clear this up.” Now.” “Very well… The first experiments were conducted on a group of French women… all that was required was to collect blood samples.” “Yes. “And you found something new. and George’s mind went into a sort of overdrive. Michael? This must be important. But while he was sure that taking a break from the lab was good for George.

is this mother-to-child transmission the first formation of the subconscious mind? How much of this transmission would be harmful? How much necessary? George slept little on his way to France. What was it that would make the mother’s cellular receptors loosen? This was a new mechanism. George. and probably a lot more elegant than using chemicals to break peptides. Give me a few days to close up shop here. where he had been for a few months. In his weary moments he wondered if he was getting sucked back into something he had rightly left behind. Eventually he learned that McCoy had been talking to Jim.” “Holy shit! This is huge!” “Can you come to Paris. might this be like taking the Breakers treatment. But when his energy was normal. and what would be required for him to leave Taiwan. which left him seriously jet-lagged by the time he arrived. George made pages of notes. and that the information was passed along that way. “Yes. Then. could this be why women have an unusual vibrancy during pregnancy? With millions of peptide being released for the first time in years. and I’ll be there as soon as I can. he knew that this was necessary… and that it would not be permanent.” ******* George Demitrios actually left Taipei the following morning. That was the final experiment that led me to call you. George?” George didn’t respond right away. only more so? And then… what of the peptides transmitted to the fetus? Is this how some hereditary characteristics are pas sed along? And if indeed the structure of the subconscious is chemical. “Yes… I can come. On his three flights to France. they did. Frances was back to strength now 305 . A local friend saw to the loose ends he left behind. He slept on-and-off for three days at a hotel close to the lab. spending only a few hours each day observing the work. The questions seemed unending. Michael. ******* How Frances found out about the new developments in the Breakers lab was at first a mystery to Michael.releasing those peptides into her blood stream… Michael! What about the fetus… the baby… did the babies pick up the peptides!?” Michael spoke in his most serious voice. He was alternating between the ramifications of what Michael had just said.

I want you to send me your research findings. We cannot tinker with immensely complicated processes. “All right.” “Yes. I didn’t know. “Because. Frances. But I should also tell you that we wouldn’t even consider trying Breakers on a pregnant mother… not without a lot more research. Michael. Mike. We want one more child. after childbirth. Michael.with Emily almost weaned. but that is not something that should be said to an expectant mother.” “Okay. Anyway. It would be grossly incompetent. Frances. but I need them. “Michael. “So. “I’ll tell you what. I promise that I won’t let anyone else see them. I can get the information to you. and I want every health benefit possible for my child.” He was about to say something about mis-developed babies. and… because I’m about to get pregnant again.” “No.” “And this would require one of you coming up for the delivery staying for a week or two?” 306 .” “Anyway. especially when a baby is involved. Some of the peptides we break may be important for the baby.” Michael smiled. long way from being able to do that sort of thing. I am. with all of your receptors loosened during pregnancy. We are a long. having come across knowledge that she wanted. but why?” “Because the mechanisms are far to complex. we could break up a lot of the peptides before they become lodged in your receptors again. I would have guessed a bit younger. of course not. though… it might be a great experiment to administer a new version of our protocols to you.” “You’re very kind. but we simply can’t rush into something like that. Michael. thinking about what exactly she should say.” He stopped. Emily is starting to walk. we’re ready to get started on our second now. “But don’t tell anyone. you know. Frances. remembering the importance of never coming between a mother and her children. Frances? Why do you need them?” She waited for just a moment.” “Why. and we really shouldn’t wait – I’m thirty-six. I think this is important for my daughter. thinking about another angle. and she was her usual demanding self.” Her voice sounded cheery now.” “And why is that?” “Because. are you planning on getting pregnant very soon?” “Yes. I understand. and I’m feeling good.” “No.

” “Congratulations. what now? And when do I get to meet her?” He laughed. I’ll bring her to meet you soon. “Come on. Phillip expressed his opinions without restraint.” ******* Phillip’s conversation with Steve Caputta lasted nearly three days. “Oh. Frances. during which time they shared meals and took long walks through Vancouver. Yes. mister confirmed bachelor. but I want to do this. Also to send her details of the experiments as they came available. and Michael…” Now she sounded cheerful again. And… I want you to look into the administration of Breakers to children. Also that he was feeling his usual privacy and restraint. How about it. tell sister Frances. and I’ll plan on coming up with Chloe for your after -delivery treatment. It was 307 . Michael. Frances. she must be special. Michael.” “Ho! This is serious.“Uh… yeah… but I’m getting ahead of myself. we’re thinking about kids in a few years. I am getting pretty serious with one of our researchers here. The discussions were probably more difficult for Phillip than they were for Steve. Frances… what is it that you are about to ask?” “Well. I’ve been hearing stories about you and a certain French lady. you win this one. Are you thinking about kids?” “Thanks. almost childlike. I’ll send you money if necessary. and assigned two researchers to the task. and I will send you that material as soon as possible. but they had gone very well. So.” Michael agreed. “Okay. And yeah. I need to get back to Emily.” “All right.” He laughed again. Michael. we’ll probably get married in a few months. I’m telling you the intimate details of my reproductive plans. “Go ahead. how about you telling me yours? Hmm?” Although she had no way of seeing. “Yes. Her name is Chloe. Oh. and I actually took her back to the States to meet my family.” “Thank you Michael. Why should they be saddled with a painful subconscious during childhood if it isn’t necessary? Youth is hard enough anyway. Bye. to support the idea that this can be done safely… although it shouldn’t be a problem…” “Do your experiments.” Michael realized that he had gone a bit far in his excitement over the new experiment. Frances. “I really need to run some animal experiments first. Mike. and Steve understood. Frances knew that Michael was blushing deeply.” “Good. And.

you’ll put yourself and everyone else at risk. why did you do it in the first place? It was a big risk. Phillip thought that was a good idea. They’re not entirely out of danger yet. this is great.” “So. “Phillip. After about ten minutes. I do. as he had already covered everything he needed to. Steve picked up a paper of his own and they sat on the lobby’s chairs. After all. but I think they’ll make it. I didn’t really create them or anything. but I encouraged and helped the people who did.” “Well. knowing that Phillip wouldn’t want anyone passing by to hear. Steve was in no rush to leave. I think so. and I got the clear impression that you had something to do with it. “Tell me about it. Phillip waited in the lobby while Steve checked-out and gathered his luggage.” “I knew it!” “Apparently so. you’re right Steve. He would stay one more night and head east in the morning. But remember. then shut the man down as soon as he had one. Steve told Phillip that he needed to get back to Seattle. But tell me.certainly far too much for Steven to agree to all at once. reading their papers and relaxing. Can you get me in?” “Sure. As yet. He picked up a newspaper and caught up on the events of the past days. do you know anything about this private commerce stuff?” Phillip was surprised and slightly concerned. but he was able to understand and retain them.” Steve spoke quietly now. he couldn’t talk about insights for three days. wasn’t it?” 308 . he wasn’t sure where he’d go. but he was able to retain Phillip’s ideas. you have to follow all of the security protocols we give you. He had gotten to the core of it with Steve. and to consider them at length. and Steve had grasped it. “Why?” “Well. are they going to succeed?” “Yeah. Does that sound crazy?” Phillip smiled. I’ll send you a link. I was just reading a story about it.” “Geez. Steve lowered his paper. and he didn’t much care. and resigned himself to telling Steve that he was right. Certainly it would take him some time to sort through all of the ideas Phillip had thrown upon him. and sitting for a while seemed nice. If you don’t. “Yeah.” “I can do that. so long as he had a nice place to relax for a few days. One the morning of their third day together.

” Steve seemed impressed. but then he started laughing to himself. “You’re a smart guy Steve. and for them it was just a natural progression. that I might leave my people and go from them.” “‘Oh that my head were waters’?” “Yep… ‘Oh that my head were waters.” “Wow. “No. So long as the agricultural god is enthroned in peoples’ minds.“Oh. But to make that kind of a break. Steve. a place where they could develop. they are limited. Steve.” Now Phillip was laughing as well. but ultimately.” He smiled. That required a way to live separate and apart from them. But you could understand me and allow my ideas to exist as possibilities in your mind. Now Steve laughed out loud. I don’t want to give you the wrong impression. you have to find a way to get away from agriculturalera rulers and their systems of servitude. objective was to build a lodging place for the productive and for the noble?” “Yes. to get beyond their guilt and shame. and to remain.’” Steve looked down for a moment. “What is it?” Phillip was intrigued. I worried about destroying the ancient paths…that people couldn’t take the truth without a myth to make it acceptable. and mine eyes a fountain of tears. “All right Phillip. then lifted his head and spoke. yeah.” “Phillip. I don’t think that you do. talk scripture to me. What was the scripture that you were thinking about during this process? There had to be one.” Steve paused for a moment then spoke again. What is it?” He smiled. the risks paled compared to the rewards. “Until now. and Steve finished the quote. A lot of the developers were computer industry people. it was. They’ll never just leave you alone. “ your So.” “And what made you change your mind?” “You did. “ Phillip. that I might weep day and night for the slain of my people’…” Phillip paused.” 309 . Me – I reached a conclusion that people will never evolve very far spiritually until they get beyond the agricultural-era version of god and spirituality. and you didn’t buckle under the load. a haven. I’m not sure that you’re right. “‘Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging of wayfaring men. I’ve seen you with a worried look on your face more than once.” “Me? What did I do?” “You understood. Jeremiah Nine.

Max thought to himself that the young man had matured significantly in the past year and a half. Steve was opposed to some of Phillip’s ideas and uncertain of many others. if a bit subdued as well. But would you please tell me why?” 310 . It’s possible. was stone-faced and harshly serious. and all of the ideas I impute to him are just my romantic notions. my ideas still stand. and that this ‘essence of me’ is not subject to death. Phillip. but it does exist. he knew – somewhere deep within himself – that he would eventually agree with them. ******* “Max. do you or don’t you believe in life after death?” “Personally. I expect to continue living past physical death. I’d say yes.” It was now time for Steve to leave. If it turned out that there never was a Jesus. is a probable point of origin for a great synthesis. but I am basing that on my own subjective experiences more than I am on hard evidence. there is a little bit of evidence from near-death experiences to support such an idea.In some ways.” “Go on. The feeling was tucked away on the edge of his consciousness. but he knew that it was telling him the truth: That there was too much obstruction for Phillip’s ideas to move to the center of his consciousness now. where they embraced and agreed to stay in touch. and gone back into its cove. Somehow he knew that the idea itself would slowly clear debris out of its path and take its place in a clearer and better mind. I want to get out of this entirely and get as far away from here as possible. This evidence is far from conclusive. Jesus. “One final point. Phillip looked happy. Maybe I’m holding to Jesus to get me out of some philosophical door. In addition.” “The things I believe don’t really depend on Jesus or the existence of God. I’ve had experiences that lead me to believe that I am considerably more than only my body.” John Morales. I’ll get Bari on it immediately. to me. you know. but I have quite incomplete evidence. Jesus or no. but he doesn’t make or break anything.” “So. but that they would eventually get there. It was as if the idea had caught his attention. just like the sola scriptura guys held to the scriptures. winked at their secret. Steve. Phillip walked him out to his car. sitting in Max’s private office. But at the same time. all that being said. John. “All right. I do expect that life continues beyond physical death. But I am sure that my ideas hold up. So.

Understand?” 311 . He followed their rules and benefited.” Max listened for a moment. “John.” he thought. almost as if his mind had been assimilated into the system itself. and for promotion of the system rather than for goodness and ability. but only partially. “And Jones. moving up quickly.” Max spoke briefly to Bari and then said goodbye.” Max was right.” Max pulled a piece of paper out of his drawer and wrote something on it. and they were important people to the organization. But in another way. That made it easier. Is that what you want?” John Morales had known this day would come for some time. he was ready. Nickelson had spent the past two years moving up in the FBI organization.” he said. Bari says that it’s almost an all or nothing situation for you now. But Tim no longer thought about the results of what he did. “Tony… Morales wants out.” “The one in Dallas?” “Yes. Max.” “Good. He has already conducted raids on a number of innocent people. He and Jones were now a team. “I can leave.“Because I’m helping them too much. “All right. I have a bunch of them. John. Two years ago he wouldn’t have been able to stand up to it. “Jones died years ago. we’ll do this now. In one way he was saddened by it. he had come too close to being like Tim. Some of them weren’t involved with Gamma at all. It was really institutional life that had killed his soul… his need for respect combined with a system that rewards a person for conformity. then turned to Morales.” “Hang on. I presume you have an anonymous email address?” “Sure. “I’m ready to do it. he had seen what following the rules had done to Tim Nickelson. And one man is already dead from a raid gone bad.” Max picked up his desk telephone and called Anthony Bari. If it was in accordance with the rules. and you do whatever he says. he wanted to hear no more about it. his friend since college. he didn’t want to see it anymore. It seemed to John that a part of Tim’s soul had died… or at least gone into hiding. and my work is helping him. “Here’s Bari’s address. you leave the United States. even after failing to get much information on Gamma. For one thing. and now. This was the choice he had wished to avoid. difficult though it was. Max. Jones is getting more power. If you want out. Write him tonight. but now. Jones had been a good guy when he was young.

that’s okay.” John knew that Max was about to give him the ‘young man’ pep talk. Phillip had made his way to Sydney by plane. Then. with a one-night stop-over in Toronto. but also felt that he had outgrown it. Here’s the plan: 1. ID. 2. 3. and hugged him before he left the office. Max. Drop off some passport photos at my office ASAP. I am setting you up with a new identity (you’ll owe me for this later). That’s all for now.” He patted John on the back. Max. I appreciate your concern. I’ll let him know what you’re up to. “Okay?” Max understood. If asked. These people would love to have you work with them. “Yeah.” He smiled at Max. He pre-empted him. you must know all about the team of hackers protecting Gamma. Don’t start selling-off your stuff. you will leave on a Friday afternoon and drive to Canada. You will buy a cheap car before you leave and register the title in your new name. “And don’t tell me about being careful. and remember to act normally. you are going to Vancouver to meet friends. including a bank account. He appreciated Max’s paternal care for him. I’ll be very careful. and credit card. If you’d like. I will have your new ID and accounts ready in 2-3 weeks and you should leave almost immediately thereafter. you will drive to Montreal. do nothing that could trigger any attention.“You bet I do. 312 . I can put you in touch with them. We have friends there. but this isn’t my first time anymore. ask Martin to handle it. ******* John. kid. the weather in eastern Canada was chilly and windy. Regarding your future: By now. Don’t do anything unusual at FBI. 5. crossing the border on the road to Vancouver. If you need to store anything. Say nothing to anyone about this. Get those photos to me right away. Bari ******* Although it was early summer. where you will catch a flight to Paris. 4. From there. and I’ll do what Bari says.

By the time the sun came up. he could live a very long. He stayed in bed half the time. Although his health was excellent. Then. Then. and they 313 . the Tokyo facility was now necessary. but better. the city woke up. he pulled on a sweatshirt and took a long walk through Sydney and watched the city come to life. as Phillip hit the street. Phillip checked-in to the Windsor Hotel in Sydney two full days before he was supposed to show up at Skunk 2. ordered room service for his meals. In fact. He knew that this was a critical point in his life. he opened his window and was surprised by the crisp breeze. easy access to any type of laboratory and testing facility. They didn’t have that in Sydney. It was just after four thirty a. and offering them his own silent worship. knowing on one hand that he would never see this place again. and on the other. but clumsy. What two days of complete rest were to Phillip’s body. If he took good care of himself now. they would have fast. they needed to leave Sydney. repairing the stress-damage of his earlier years and rebuilding his reserves. of groceries. That afternoon Phillip stopped in at the Sydney Skunk Works for the last time. Phillip watched as the workers removed the sign saying “We Have No Rules Here: We’re Trying To Accomplish Something!” The feeling was bittersweet. along with a variety of movers and construction workers. and of half a dozen other goods. and even had a masseur come in once a day. very active life. They would be entirely out of the facility in only a few more days. where a new facility was being prepared. The entire facility was more a construction site than a laboratory now. First were the bakery trucks and newspaper deliveries. within another hour. Tokyo had everything they wanted. the city was fully-engaged in the thousands of intertwined activities that kept the better part of two provinces moving and growing. and was large enough that they wouldn’t stand out.where he spent the evening with one of his sons -in-law who was working there for the week. And. there was a low hum of activity. and shipping samples back and forth to laboratories was not only time-consuming. and there was no action yet to be seen. Phillip awoke very early and pulled-on his gym clothes. planning on spending half an hour on a stair-climber machine. a few were left. The next morning. smiling at the men and women who were the very life of that city. He walked for two hours. In Tokyo. But he had pushed his limits far too often all the way into his fifties. Then came the first cars full of people getting to their early jobs. Instead of going to the workout room. and forced himself to rest completely.m. Two years in one place is generally the maximum safe stay for things that are not approved by a government. of course. But as he dressed. Phillip was now well into his fifties. the damage would have been irreversible. step-by-step. While most of them had already gone. that the sign and everything else were being moved to a new place that would be not only as good. Then deliveries of laundry. If he had kept it up only a few more years. this was to his soul. Mordecai had sold the chemical company and most of the team was moving to Tokyo.

Phillip was far from the only parent concerned that his children might face a difficult life in the United States. There was. but in retrospect. it should have been obvious. there was the idea that the US was the terminus of the great east-towest movement of progress. liberating Europe from Hitler. financial scandals and flamboyant crimes. He seemed interested in getting a job transfer to either Australia or New Zealand. Anna and Joel. With all of the recent problems of terrorism. however. but they were nice places. continual government inspection of bank records. Again. As much as the rulers had tried long and hard to create an American mythos that would hold people to their territory. In most nations there is a common national group. He didn’t want them there if things got ugly. and surveillance agencies that were invading every area of life. it had been the poor who would be most eager to leave. ******* 314 . the great image of the US as the winner of the Second World War. As it later became apparent. People were regularly being searched. none of the ideas had taken hold sufficiently. ut especially since it was a reverse situation. Few people had expected this. b no one really saw it coming. but Rachel and Sarah remained in the US. Progress. the poor were the oppressed. there were increasing road blocks. and it would certainly remove them from the US. it was the productive who were oppressed. These thoughts led Phillip again to thinking about getting his family out of the US. a host of authoritarian laws and regulations had been implemented. Grandpa fled the old country. this time it was the most productive. but the story had been overplayed and people were losing interest in it. there was a certain logic to it. It was Rachel’s husband that Phillip had talked to a few nights before. In the old days. but they had clearly stayed long enough. Interestingly. Given all of this. had long gone out of style. but she was waiting for a good job offer. he could not rule out the possibility that they’d go after his kids in order to hurt him. Now. it might have been apparent that a considerable number of Americans would be ready to run away again.were approaching that time. Almost every person there is the descendant of someone who ran away from some other place. many of them went back to the places their families had originally come from. This was a bit far for Phillip’s liking. At one time. of course. Two of his children. There had been no problems. Then there was the idea that the US was the land of freedom. Obviously there was some truth to this. This was becoming a hard sell. ridiculous tax penalties. Traditionally. and passed along the ideals that led him to it. but not in the US. were already living in Europe. Sarah would be happy enough to leave.

which was finished well enough for comfortable living. and had for a long time. Frances and Anna ended up taking turns getting up in the morning to take care of the children. and Frances loved having two little girls in her house. so it was a perfect time to go see Frances and Uncle Jim. The fact that her father was thrilled with the decision was not much of an issue to Anna. closing the door to the attic so Anna would not be interrupted. They moved to London when Larry was offered a teaching position at Imperial College. Anna returned the favor the next day. Larry and Anna had been given the name ‘The His and Hers Physicists’ some years earlier. Frances saw that Anna was especially tired one morning and just jumped into action. she knew James Farber as “Uncle Jim. taking advantage of the visit to make a few business trips. became instant friends. she knew James quite well. but that was not at all among their reasons for taking the position. save their spouses and their immediate families. By the time the first week was over. A of the Donson children were fiercely independent. the fact that she had married a man with such similar interests to her own suited her exceptionally well. Anna and her daughters slept in the house’s large attic. Anna Donson. now six years ago. had met in college and had both worked in the physics department at Arizona State until Kristin was born. but made up their own minds. The visit began very pleasantly. bringing her own daughters. but still did about ten hours per week of freelance work for the University. Anna and Frances. Anna and Frances were closer to each other than they were to any other people in the world. The children would listen to their parents’ opinions. who were less than six years apart in age. In temperament. there were future research projects promised. Anna stopped working full-time before Kristin was born.” So. Larry had been offered the chance to spend six weeks in Geneva working at the CERN accelerator. 315 . Living with a man with different passions and direction than her own would have been the source of endless difficulties and compromises. Larry. When Anna was a girl. which was just after Anna and her family had moved to London. much like those that her mother was pushed into for so long. and they simply continued the practice – the less tired mother getting up. Kristin and Michelle. Anna was more Phillip’s child than she was Julia’s. She and her husband. and not allowing the children to go upstairs until Anna was awake. She had Phillip’s unconscious. who rose with the first light. and they loved London. but had spent only a few hours with Frances at the time of the wedding. powerful focus. The money was good. James was in-and-out. Phillip and Julia’s oldest. And while the term was a bit insulting to Anna. They thought the whole experience was great fun. any control that ll either Phillip or Julia had over them was long gone. and letting the more tired mom sleep in. came to visit. There was no plan to this – it was spontaneous.At about the sixth month of Frances’ second pregnancy. Kristin and Michelle each had their own beds and their own dressers. It was nice that he was happy.

Slowly. read a newspaper. and her girls were feeling energetic. they began to realize that there was something about this lifestyle that they liked. ******* “Frances. she was back at the house. she bundled them up in warm clothes – it was late November – and let them play in the park while she sat on a bench. then stopped. Frances. Not that they would want to give up their private homes. But I think I just made a few of your neighbors angry at you. talking of trouble. “And I have never told them the usual fairy tales… including Santa Claus. Frequently he rose first in the morning and took care of breakfast for the children. She froze for a fraction of a second.Kristin. it was simply more efficient that way. Anna was always polite and kind. When James was in town. Emily had been taking a nap. and occasionally hiring babysitters and taking an evening out. and helping to change diapers. but that they enjoyed living this way some of the time. Now. the ladies tried to cook a dinner that he especially liked. Anna? Is everything all right?” “Yes. “What happened. Michelle was only three. busied herself with taking care of the baby.” 316 . with both Kristen and Michelle desperate to feel it. and trying to put Emily’s hand on Frances’ stomach to feel it as well. and made life more enjoyable for both women. “I have never lied to my children. So. There was a near-panic every time Frances’ baby started to kick. and took on an expression of determination. Anna’s six-year-old. running out for English newspapers.” she said.” Frances couldn’t imagine what Anna could have done to anger people. She spoke firmly. discussing their lives and their husbands. They spent their days teaching the older children. teaching each other about science and economics. raised her head. I think I just made some trouble for you.” Frances nodded and waited for Anna to continue. Minor disagreements were handled by the closest mother. he seemed to slide into the existing situation and fill whatever slots the ladies left open for him. “Well. especially when Emily was in her crib and the toys fell out. especially feeding her. but she was excellent at helping baby Emily with her toys. mostly all right. Frances. “What is it Anna?” Anna looked down at the floor and seemed a bit guilty. When he did.” Anna had taken her daughters to a local park. and conversed with the local mothers. so she was not able to do much.

Santa Claus… or at least a Dutch variation. that’s the problem. Children in the park. Frances.” “Whoa! How bad was it?” “Well. who somehow sails in from Spain with gifts for the children on 5 December. I was going to just pass it off. this certainly is the child of Phillip and Julia. and leave. which would have seemed completely natural to her. “Anyway.” “Right.Frances was starting to see the picture. hoping to let the situation blow-over. Kristin was playing in the park with the other children. I had no choice but to defend my daughter… which I did pretty convincingly. She went back to her discussions with Anna. it sounded like something James would say. “Don’t worry about it.” Frances kept smiling. and that I was proud of her for doing it… that I wasn’t going to lie to my children just to make their lies successful.” “Oh. several of whom spoke English rather well. Sinterklaas. that my daughter told the truth. however. but she hadn’t even thought about moving away from Lisse. “Kristin simply told them the truth. and ran to their mothers. she froze. just what you would expect. “Yes.” said Frances. The other children were confused.” “So.” she thought to herself. It was certainly logical. I understand. ******* 317 . I think. and the other mothers wanted me to chastise her.” Amidst her feelings of horror for the boorish behavior of her neighbors and her concerns for her future in the community.” “What did you say?” “Oh. It was the mothers who gave me a hard time. ‘Move somewhere else?’ Actually. She hugged Anna. but in her mind. She hadn’t even thought about those words before they had come out of her mouth. She more or less planned to stay there until her children were grown. The final week of Anna’s visit was another week of joy. did the other children give her a hard time?” No. Anna. but Kristen was next to me. she couldn’t help but laugh. if I can’t smooth it over with these people. I’ll just move somewhere else. asking about it. with Larry and James both there for the last several days. try to avoid the neighbors. but made a mental note to come back to this subject and explore it in more detail. And the conversations came around to their version of Santa and Christmas. make some conciliatory comments. They did.

Frances’ labor this time was shorter and less difficult. coffee or tea in hand.“Then you’ll call me Frances. I think so. Baby Jessica Adler was born on February 27th. As planned. And I love the idea of a ‘Prague Spring. Anna. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” said Frances. and prepared herself for the intense effort of childbirth. As with Emily. just give me an hour or two to catch my breath. Jim worked at home. The four of them – Anna. With luck. made sure everything was ready for the new baby. and quickly turned back to each other. Anna. do you think you’ll be ready to travel at that point?” Frances did some quick calculations in her mind. so did I. “Yeah. At least this time she knew what to expect. Listen. Michael and his fiancé Chloe came to Lisse. loading Anna and Larry’s minivan with children and luggage. That sounds like a good idea.’ You convince Larry to take the job.” “Yeah. Frances took care of Emily. as soon as the baby comes?” “Absolutely.” They both looked off into the distance for just a second or two. Anna.” “Yeah. Larry. Frances. Giving birth in February. and if not. with James assisting. I think we could. Her preparation had paid-off. As the men finished talking and loading. overcast morning. They were quickly 318 . a week past the due date but perfectly healthy.” ******* Frances spent the remaining weeks of the pregnancy very quietly. they could make it home that evening. and I’ll convince Jim to go. “Like of maybe doing this again after the baby comes. and stayed in a guest room during the birth and for almost two weeks afterward.” They both laughed. and James – were standing in the car port on a cold. or traveling together?” “Yes!” shouted Frances. her local doctor was in attendance as Jessica was born in Frances’ own bedroom. I really enjoyed this. Frances and Anna took a moment to themselves. and as the men turned around to see what was happening. the next morning. maybe by midApril. Anna. and traveling perhaps two months later. as they hugged each other. “Frances. Larry has a teaching opportunity in Prague in the spring. “But I hadn’t thought about traveling.

Max. Eight days after birth. ******* “Max. you’ll like being connected. I am fond of the kid. Anthony! I run my business without it.succeeded by Frances’ parents. and perhaps a lot longer before they could be correctly interpreted.” “All right. and for several days after. that’s true.” He paused just a moment before adding. and would not easily be overheard.” “No problem. when are you going to get onto the Internet?” Max Kaminski gripped the telephone tightly and swiveled his chair so he would be facing away from his open office door. I’m going to have my computer guy come over and get you going. that’s the only way you’re going to be able to communicate with young John Morales. He also took small samples of Jessica’s blood. Max. Why should I bother?” “Because. “Yeah.” “And you really can’t have phone conversations with him now. Max told him the truth. He took small blood samples for several days before.” John Morales was now in Paris and had been asking Bari about Max. large or small. Max. It would be a few weeks before any real results were available. but Max tolerated no lies. and I’ve never needed it before. Michael thought it safe to give Frances the new version of the Breakers treatment. Michael shipped the samples back to the new lab in Tokyo. which was unlike anyone else he had ever known. “I don’t need it. Johnny’s father had died when he was still in college and that void only intensified the natural affection that existed between him and Max. ever. You know that they record every international call. 319 . each of whom stayed for about ten days. okay?” “Sounds fine.” Max didn’t speak right away. Tony. then Jim’s parents. Sometimes it was difficult to hear. Anthony… thanks. and Bari waited. Only secure email is good enough. “And I know you love that kid. and sometimes I worry about that. and some of the blood and cells from her umbilical cord. John Morales found that rare and valuable. without any BS. Frances felt much better after this delivery than she had after the first. n onetheless. then I’ll come over with some add-on stuff. will you set me up?” “I’ll tell you what.

He was minded to stay in L. There was little if any evidence of such a thing happening. His wife’s health was a bit fragile as well. It bothered James. spoke with nearly a single voice in their dislike for Gamma. but by this time. there were more than enough people to solve them. Bari had Max into Gamma. but no more than that. and wasn’t interested in much travel.A. John was in Paris for the time being. they would have found that weekly ‘talking points’ were being produced in an office in the basement of the US White House. and they all kept repeating the same emotion: Gamma is dangerous. and there was no avoiding the anti-Gamma campaign. they stayed in-touch. and raising a family was now their focus. but Max was beginning to feel his age. and it hurt him to stand aside without fighting back. and undermines our way of life.” yet the impression was very clear – there was a correlation being made between private commerce and terrorism. 320 . The establishment news outlets. and possibly to sell the Tavern. which reached the Netherlands on a daily basis. Nonetheless. on the other hand. they might have learned that the best of these items were leaked to a few favored reporters several days before they were distributed in general. but was seriously considering joining the Skunk hackers in Japan. There were now millions of people involved. Beside. and the news people always said “possibly. and were busy telling him how much fun Tokyo could be. They disliked the government and media use of innuendo and half-truths. had they been interested. They had two beautiful children. but many were unsure whether terrorists really did use the system.Within a week. Talk radio and Internet news people were divided on the anti-Gamma campaign. James and Frances didn’t concern themselves with Gamma anymore. and they were now becoming coordinated in their themes. And. Gamma didn’t need them. This began to show up in the plots of television shows and of movies. they were considerably more frequent. He had seldom ever turned back from a battle. Were the various news organizations interested in tracking such things. They were eager for him to come. For the most part. Morales mentioned something to Max about meeting him there. then sent to news organizations around the world. When problems sprung up. ******* There had been a slow stream of news and opinions against private commerce even before the articles Frances wrote for the New York Times. and communicating privately with John Morales.. The primary theme of the anti-private commerce stories was that terrorists might be using Gamma. Perhaps a vacation to Japan.

“You know. just because it seems like a good idea to me. but she learned to let Jim blow-off his excess pressure. You can’t ask a life-long fighter to turn away from the fight completely. ******* “Juan! Juan! Come here!” There were two men in dark suits at Martha Castro’s front door. Mr. Marta was now moving away from the door into the living room.” 321 . but it was obvious that they represented some government agency.” she said. Farber’s office. so why not shut it down? No. you lying pricks!” This concerned Frances at first. I think that’s a great idea. but hadn’t taken time to write a second essay. “when are you going to write that second essay?” He turned. We would have delivered it to Mr. She gave him back-rubs and reminded him of his annual piece in the Wall Street Journal. We know that Mrs. Juan understood from the sound of her voice that there was trouble. “I don’t know. Why?” “Oh. looking both surprised and curious.” “Your very welcome. which he chained and opened several inches. and proceeded to the front door. He picked up his old Marine knife. “Jim. and to get her assurance that she will deliver it to Mr.Every so often Frances would find Jim in his office talking back to the television. Farber. well how many terrorists use your telephone system. are we? Yeah. We only want to deliver something to Mrs. “What do you want?” Juan was a mixture of angry and frightened.” she said as she walked into his office following one of his diatribes. but I think it might be good for you to speak your mind. you only want to shut down what you don’t control. Castro. She didn’t know who they were. walking out and feeling very happy with herself. Jim had republished his original essay on its one-year anniversary. it has been closed lately. why don’t you want to close them down? And how about your banking system? All money laundering goes through that. “So. I know you don’t want to jump back into the battle. Castro still works for him. so we came here. reversed his grip to tuck it behind his forearm.” His expression was as if he had just discovered something very pleasant. He was simply too busy with a new child. Thank you. “Only to make a delivery. we’re the evil facilitators of terror. We are sorry for the intrusion. asshole? Maybe all of them? And how many use the mail? So. as he had originally planned. Castro.

I just had two more government men. May Mrs. Farber for three more months. wondering what it meant. He glanced at Marta to make sure she had heard the apology.” The men looked at each other. and extended her hand to take the letter.” “And then you don’t come here any more!” “That will be fine Mr. Farber.“You weren’t very sorry for the intrusion when you threw my wife out of her office in January. “What is it Marta?” “Well… it looks like an invitation for Mr.” “Good… And Marta only works for Mr. but if you could just tell him that you have it. But no problem this time. It will not happen again. “I’ll go send it now to Mr. After this. sir?” Marta was walking up at the same time. logged-on. Marta opened the envelope and looked at the document.” Marta thought for a few seconds. but Juan understood her acknowledgment. Castro talk to us for one moment. We are sorry. Castro. They 322 .” Juan and Marta looked at each other. Juan. we will not bother you again. It would have been almost imperceptible to anyone else. Farber ma’am.” And with that. Farber. “What is it you want me to do?” “Only to get this to Mr. and into the cold!” “That was a very unfortunate event Mr. Farber… to something in Germany. and there was no problem.” Marta turned on the computer that Farber had sent to her. and the officers involved have been disciplined. Hello Mr. and sent an encrypted email to Farber’s secure address. and less scared. She ever-so-slightly nodded her head. Good night. we understand. Farber anymore.” “I don’t see Mr. “So what is it you want Marta to deliver for you?” “Just this letter Mr. which to her seemed a minute. you understand? Then she retires!” “Yes sir. Juan answered the door for me. Castro.” Juan was partially pacified. this time at my door. “That will be fine ma’am.” “Yes ma’am. Castro. they walked away. At least they apologized. “I will give it to his attorney.

did give me a letter for you. ---To: James Farber Mr. We’ll see. Many of our members are very anxious to discuss private commerce and its implications for the future. Miller tomorrow while I visit him about our lawsuit against the FBI for throwing me out in the cold. Sincerely. Federal Republic of Germany ---That is all there is Mr. It is short. Farber. Farber. Van Vlack Central Director General. If we get the settlement Mr. Please accept this invitation to the annual meeting of the Bilderberg group. but when you take your trip (Miller assures me that you’ll have a nice settlement very soon). please be assured that you have my personal guarantee of safe. You will not be interfered with. I’m not sure if it’s good news or not. I’m not going to these meetings. but when I opened it I found it was easy just to send it to you. We will be meeting this year at the Maratime Hotel complex in Bonn. unobstructed passage to and from our meetings. Thank you for sending me the note. Peter A. I told the agents that I would give this to Mr. Miller. let me know your schedule through 323 . Thank you. then maybe find a warm place to retire. Germany from 21 through 24 August. You are welcome to bring one companion. Miller expects. I hope this is good news. Don’t tell anyone. In the event that you may be worried about your personal security. Your name will be placed on the list for admittance and a room will be reserved for you. Marta ******* Martha. Juan and I will travel around the world. although I might send a friend in my place. I will give it to Mr. so I will just type the contents for you here.

If nothing else it would help to locate our enemies. not mine. I have something for you here. But listen. that’s fine by me. I know. I’ve got two babies and I’ve retired from that stuff. to visit Anna and her family. Can you believe that?” “C’mon.” “Well.” “Yeah.” “Yeah. I’ll tell you what… I’ll write back to them telling them that I can’t come. That’s your specialty. but it might be very helpful for to talk to some of these people. and you can think about it in the mean time. Sound good?” 324 . then on to Lyon to see his son. believe it or not.” “Well… I’m not so sure… I’ve been trying to retire too. He was looking forward to a couple of weeks of playing dad and grandpa. I have an invitation signed by the Central Director General of Germany. But they might just be trying to get their hands on one of us.” “Oh yeah. They want to talk about private commerce. Joel.” “I don’t know. Jim. This Director – and he is a major figure – gives me his personal guarantee of safety in the invitation… not that I would put too much faith in that. We’ll have to be kind of secretive about it. James Farber ******* “Phillip. inviting me to the annual meeting of the Bilderberg Group.Europe. how are Frances and the new baby?” “Oh.” Phillip was on his way to London. and visiting some friends. I thought you might want to go. they’re great. what’s that?” Jim laughed before he spoke.” “Whoa… so. We’ll see what they say. but I’ll bring you and Juan to our house here and you can see my daughters. that is true. at least until my kids are grown. that’s possible. and they’re certainly aware of that concern. are you?” “Completely. “Hey Jim. I hope it will be soon. you’re not serious. are you going to go?” “Nah. “Well.” “Okay. Phillip. this is James. but that I have someone who could represent me. But this is a ticket to the inner sanctum.

Jim.” “Like I said. “But. I’ll send you a copy of the invitation. “You bet. all drawing upon allegiance to ‘the land of our fathers. if I don’t get away from the tumult for a while. No more projects.” “Okay then. fearing that they would simply draw more people to it. just like a lot of his heroes had done. Every leader of any organization that received government money was issuing statements to their people that unregulated commerce would destroy them. because it hurt minorit ies worse than it did other people. Knowledge of the Gamma markets was everywhere. I’m getting out… all the way out. But now they were passing ‘fugitive money’ 325 . Why don’t you talk it over with McCoy.’ ‘our ancestral home. too. calling Gamma racist. The big annual gathering of the establishment… Presidents. Phillip?” “When I get done with this one. At first the politicians didn’t want to address Gamma directly. Jim. So. what are you going to do when you quit?” “I think I’m going to alternate between playing grandpa. and see if he thinks it could be safe. And I’ll let you know when I hear back from the Director.” ******* It was a year of war for the minds of common men. no more fights. Patriotic appeals were made in dozens of countries. I probably won’t live long. Phillip.’ or a dozen other slogans. Julia had told him for years that he was going to work himself to death. and every ‘right-thinking’ figure stood in opposition to them.” Then Phillip stopped.” “Great. Appeals were made to elderly people to talk to their grandchildren… that if the Gamma markets kept up their pensions and government checks would stop. and laying around on beaches. I’ll do that. Might I suggest that you publish a few more essays between now and then? I’d like you to cover all of the essential subjects. I will.” “Yeah. Minority groups blamed Gamma for any reduction in government spending.“Sounds very good. well… this will be interesting. key Legislators. The truth is.” Phillip smiled. I’m quitting indefinitely. and that he’d kill himself through overwork. crossing intellectual swords with those people would suit you far better than it would me. Bye. top media people. traveling. I’ll expect you to vanish from public view in September.” “I don’t blame you Phillip. Jim…” “Yes. Well. financial Titans… the whole lot of them. that he’d never be able to turn down the next cool project.

which they couldn’t allow to enter their economies at a relative discount. The markets themselves continued to grow. Huge fines were levied for non-compliance. but you could have the treatment you want. They began to criticize the Internet as uncivilized and dangerous. a trade war was breaking out. but only in the private digital economy. The attacks on the Internet had convinced them that the governments no longer deserved the benefit of the doubt. North Korea. and some radio stations were pressured into removing broadcasters that defended Gamma. Rewards were placed for the recovery of untaxed money. raised their already-high tariffs on European products. Scapegoats would have to be made. usually in gold and white. new genetic treatments. The regulated economy had most of these treatments tied-up in approvals for seven to ten years. Huge numbers of people in Asia were joining.laws. It was getting out of hand. and attempting to track down all money that was made on their land then moved elsewhere before it was taxed. Burma. or more. Graffiti began appearing in London and New York. Large companies and political contributors were calling their politicians daily. and anyone whose information led to a recovery was to be paid one third of the amount recovered. In private digital economy the customer did his own safety checks. Similar graffiti was found in other cities shortly thereafter. Businesses were required to submit monthly reports of all payments they made to any outside contractor or service. in return. The US. Rumors of stunning new inventions began to circulate. A great number of people played good establishment boy d uring the day. saying Opt Out or Gamma. in fact. after you found and paid the right people to get your product approved. when you want. Almost every educated person in such a situation was looking to Gamma as a place to sell their services for a fair price. Then they both raised tariffs on Asian goods. which had previously been divided half for Gamma and half against. ******* 326 . Beside this. even cloned organs were available. it had become a popular symbol of individuality to do business in one of the Japanese Gamma markets. while secretly a player in Gamma by night – or when no one was watching them at work. were now three fourths in favor of private commerce. and the usual G8 manipulation of the stock and precious metals markets was beginning to fail. New drugs were available. making sure that their business would either be protected or avenged. And that. The talk-radio hosts were still divided. The Europeans were blaming American companies for exporting antisocial ideas and placing tariffs on US goods. The most popular Internet sites. and quickly. People in Cuba. and the other remaining dictatorships were logging-in to any possible Gamma market as soon as an Internet connection could be found.

” Jim said. closed the door. I could tell… What was it?” She gestured for him to wait a few seconds. Am I making sense?” “Well. but couldn’t see myself!” “Whoa… that’s kind of spooky. that went into my head. you are. and she opened her eyes . and saw that there was some sort of implant there. I could see myself this time. and went to my own mirror. “well. but somehow I had forgotten. Something about the mirror caught my attention. I pulled my upper lip back as far as I could. that was a very unpleasant dream. “Frances. As he debated whether to wake her. But this time I made myself stay there and inspect the implant… and then I forced myself to grab it and pull it out of my head. obviously in a nightmare. and still couldn’t see myself.” Now Jim was fairly sure that there was some substance to this dream. then rolled over to a more comfortable position. but it sounds pretty nasty. looking uncomfortable. “Anyway. Jim wondered why. they didn’t look so scary. and pulled that one out too.” “Yeah. found another one.” She began to smile now. the dream began to subside. but waited rather than asked. Anyway.James Farber was awakened at four o’clock in the morning with Frances twisting and sweating.” “Yeah.” She paused. but it was essentially the same. I noticed that there was something way up above my upper teeth.” “Yeah. how’s that?” “That’s worse.” “Oh yeah?” she laughed just a little. Then I searched the other side of my mouth. almost up behind my eyes. He wondered if it had anything to do with the Breakers treatment after Jessica was born. “Then. “Well… in the dream. It also seemed like I had known all about it when it was put in.” “Go on. But that wasn’t all. Frances. “And when I looked at it. this implant had some sort of wires attached to it. So I went up to our little bathroom upstairs. it was. A few details were different. but as I stared at myself. wondering what was happening within Frances to cause such a dream. yeah. I should back up and say that I had almost the same dream a few days ago. not just a too-full belly. I threw the implants away and walked back downstairs to the mirror. and passed by a mirror on our wall. and I stopped to take a good look. “Well. once I pulled them out. I was going about my daily chores. Jim. which made me feel better. I looked again.” 327 . are you all right?” “Uh… Jim. I could see everything else in the house. Oh. Funny thing is. this is where the dream stopped the first time.

the dreams seemed to lead nowhere. so the dreams didn’t have a horrifying nightmare aspect. almost every night. Jim sent a note to Phillip. though she could never quite tell how. I think Frances is struggling to make a big step forward. it began to happen again. ******* It was about five o’clock in the morning. but they were very unpleasant and started her days on a very bad note.” For almost two weeks. The main point of the dream seemed to be that she was endlessly frustrated and felt very dark. Jim sensed something wrong and sat up simultaneously. Phillip replied as follows: “Honestly.” “Okay. These things are quite murky. until the dream resolved into one consistent set of impressions. with no recourse available.“And this time you could see yourself?” “And this time I could see myself… bright and shining. In the dreams. just a bit over-wrought. breathe a little bit first. or by whom. I just hope it’s over soon. so I’m not certain. Privately. “Again ?” She nodded. unpleasant dreams of Frances having something stolen from her and her life being made exceptionally difficult. but to me. she was always in a place that was dark and misty. Frances seemed to be having a bad dream. Frances was always being robbed. Jim… Although I’m not sure I understand it. can you tell me about it?” 328 . this sounds like it is going to resolve itself well. who seemed to know how to interpret dreams. but I got to the end this time. They were dark. waking Jim up. Are you all right?” “Yes… I am.” “Okay. why. breathing hard and wet with sweat. so she could barely ascertain her surroundings.” ******* Three weeks later. “Yes. and no ghouls jumping out at her. Jim. There were no family deaths. these dreams continued. Think of it as her fighting her way through some nasty underbrush to get to a prize. But this time. just before sunrise. Frances sat up in bed.

” They sat together for another half minute or so. And there was a man taking things out of it… stealing my things. then she straightened herself to finish. But… the man heard me! He turned to see who had spoken… I was scared. taking a few seconds to steady herself. He and the car had actually been behind me!” 329 . but I wasn’t. But I knew that those were my things he was taking. almost as if those muscles were paralyzed. and nothing came out of my mouth. James. and I couldn’t speak. “I looked down and gathered whatever strength I could find in myself.” She stopped. but I tried. “Then…” She turned to Jim. Again. But he ran off. and somehow I knew it was mine. not knowing what to do. I had to do something. But as he approached. I just stood there. And then…” She took a deep breath and tried to keep her focus so she could explain it correctly. wondering. I thought I was facing the man who was stealing from me. because it looked like he ran almost right for me. “Is that all. “Okay.” She was speaking slowly and carefully. Then I looked back up at the man taking my stuff. there’s more. Jim slid himself next to her and waited for her to speak. “Okay… after the man had run off. The man didn’t seem to notice me at all. As weak as I felt. And I could see a car in front of me. It had been in front of me the whole time. “I began to see a little bit better. but everything was still so dark and confused. it’s okay now.’ My strength was so small that the words were quieter than I’m using right now. seemingly to catch her strength again. I stood there for a while.” Now he did put his arm around her. although I was trying to yell as loudly as I could.” she said. and I didn’t know why. Babe?” “No. with her feet on the floor. I could see the car in front of me. Jim considered putting his arm around her and hugging her. and I was relieved that it was no longer being stolen from. but he just didn’t think that was right. “And then something in front of me began to move… and I saw a workman carrying off a huge piece of dark plate glass that had been in front of me the whole time. and feeling very dark… again my things were taken away. I don’t think I could have put up much of a fight. almost a whisper. and there was a man on each end of a huge piece of darkened glass. and I hadn’t known it. I looked more carefully. it seemed that I was being very perceptive even to know that there was theft involved… to sense anything distinct beside just a darkness. “Here’s what happened… I was in this same dark place. and said. “Take your time. Hang on. which scared me again. Actually. That’s why he seemed to run off into nowhere. Doll. wondering if he’d attack me. ‘No. I wanted to yell at him. Jim wanted to comfort her but not to intrude. he just disappeared… like he ran out of the frame of a movie.” She stopped now.She turned and sat on the edge of the bed. so he sat close to her and waited.

He was about to call to Emily and tell her to stop. and explained to her how large. He kept thinking about the dream. but Jim had learned years ago to first pay attention to such instincts and to figure them out later. “Now. Then he picked her up. After that I woke up. “Then. He waited until it looked like she understood sufficiently. You like your arm. she wanted to see everything. trying to use only words that he knew she understood. When they were done.” She did. Emily. to feel it. if you pull on this bottom part here. but somehow that felt wrong this time. Jessica was up and crying for her. From the window she saw that James had put Emily into some warm clothes. this top part could fall and give you a big hurt. as was her habit. heavy things could fall. began to call out for either Mommy or Daddy. She thanked him and did so. which caught his attention. 330 . okay?” She looked at him with recognition. He didn’t know why. that she could get hurt. You see this pot?” “Yes. which wasn’t easy. This would give her a bit more time before Jessica would arise. keep it away from hurts.” He brought the pot down to the ground and tipped it so she could place her hands against it and feel its weight. Jim changed Emily then fed her. He had a deep feeling that there was something important about it. feel how heavy it is. James stepped in front of Frances to go to Emily and suggested to Frances that she should take a shower and regroup. remember the man you saw with the hurt on his arm?” Emily had noticed a prominent scar on the arm of a neighbor a few days before. she carried Jessica back to the nursery and changed her. He showed her twice. taken her out to the back yard. Emily started to reach for a clay flower pot that was on top of an old outdoor table. and was alternating between watching Emily and reading his Wall Street Journal. “Emily. to know it. She nodded that she did understand. “Emily. The child was amazingly inquisitive. agreeing that keeping her arm safe was a good thing. wanting to get out of her crib and begin exploring for another day.” “Wow. carried Jessica into her bedroom. and fed her there. Emily. look at me.“And that’s all?” “That’s it. and that he didn’t understand it. “Here. right?” He was speaking slowly. and it had taken them a while to explain to her that bad hurts don’t always go away. don’t let your arm get a big hurt. hungry as always and desperate to nurse. if you like your arm. in her small two-year-old voice. while drinking a large cup of coffee.” As the sun began to stream into the house.” she said. to make sure she grasped the concept. Protect your arm from that Emily. Frances wrapped herself in a large towel. By the time Frances was finished with her shower. “Emily. He got up and walked over to the child. to taste it. But James was not reading the paper as closely as it appeared.

” “Then tell me why. deep in thought. and that the theft then stopped. And the car?” 331 . he didn’t read much. I’d take advantage of it and let Emily get some air too. as if directing players in a sporting event. carrying a thoroughly bundled baby Jessica in a baby chair. He was sure Frances would soon be trying to find the meaning of her dream. or in a military exercise. and placed her back on the ground.” She looked down. not from him. “No. but I don’t know what.” He was speaking fast now. I’m afraid I don’t know what to think of the plate glass. and you feeling very bad as the result.” “Well… because it was roiling around inside of you for a long time. “We begin with your goods being stolen. unable to move forward. but that leave us with the question of what it means. do you think that dream has any relevance or meaning?” “Oh.” “Good. “Just amazing. going back to his coffee and newspaper. He wondered if he could do anything to help her find it. Yes?” “Yes. and seemed to push very hard to make its way to your consciousness. “Jim. I think I agree.He repeated the lesson to make sure she understood. and he was sure that the answer would have to come from her.” she said. “Yeah. Any ideas?” He tried to think of something that would be helpful. Jim. “Work with me. She sat down and picked up one section of the paper. “All right. “But the theft was not necessarily literal theft… it was more symbolic… the loss of important things that were mine. that you couldn’t stop it. and that you eventually gathered strength enough to say no.” was all he said. After a moment.” He took a commanding tone in his voice now. “I thought that since it wasn’t too cold. I think there had to be a good reason for that.” said Jim. I do. huh?” He was playing with Jessica. nothing but the obvious… that you were feeling very dark because your goods were being taken. but didn’t come up with anything. and her own cup of coffee. Frances. getting a bit of that nice frigid air?” Frances was smiling. I see our baby woke up as well. Jim kept an eye on the children to compensate. sit up. matching his tone and intensity. he sat back in his chair and picked up the paper. yeah. “I think there’s something very important about that last part. and appreciating the miracle of reproduction.” She seemed stuck.” “Huh… well. again. But. She sat up. “So. something he never did when speaking to Frances.

as well as his voice. hugged her. But instead of reacting as she expected. just a tool to help the dream make sense. Now his eyes were very demanding. at the dark. but they can’t find them.” “And you didn’t notice it before the end?” “Not at all. She got up from her chair and paced around the yard.” “Then why is the glass significant? What does it mean?” “I don’t know. Jim.” “Anything else on saying No?” “Nothing. “But what if you did know.” She looked slightly hurt. and no more. “Why did you do that to me? Push me like that?” “Because I thought it was necessary. “How the hell should I know? It took my whole field of view…” Something was coming together in her mind. and was barely l functional. correct?” “Correct. After several minutes.” “Fine. ignoring the children. and talking quietly but intently to herself.” She wasn’t sure how she knew that. “You heard me! What if you did know the answer? What would it be? Tell me now!” In surprise and anger.” She was beginning to get tired of his demands and shot him a look that expressed her irritation. and increased his intensity. That’s what they see. I have no plans to do it again… and I 332 . walked to her. “And it was dark. can’t really react to them… they’re always looking in the wrong place!” She understood. what about the difficulty of saying ‘No’?” “I’m not altogether sure. “Now. but the ability had atrophied ong ago. Frances? What would that answer be?” She looked at him blankly.“Irrelevant. he raised his voice to just below the level that would cause concern to their neighbors. bristling at the illogic of his statement. she yelled back at him. They sense the thefts. she turned and said. but it dawned on her just before she opened her mouth. and said. Then what about the glass? It was dark. so he stood. “Don’t worry. but it seemed like the ability to say no was something I should properly have had. but never this pronounced. at the ugly. but he wasn’t so sure he did. ignoring him. Jim had seen this look on her face before. and it misdirected my vision away from the thief!” “And… ?” “And that’s how it is with people! They are always looking at the negative.

but where on earth did you come up with that one?” He smiled and gave her a mischievous glance. Beside. It was later that afternoon when she walked into his office where he was working. pushed his chair back from the desk. looked up softly at her. and you demand to know what I think the answer would be if I did know? What kind of stupid word-play is that?” He laughed loudly.” Frances tilted and shook her head. but then she decided to write instead. His exit from the United States had been uneventful and he had thoroughly enjoyed his four-week stay in Paris. it worked. Frances picked her up. as Emily waddled into the room. John Morales was settling into the strangeness of Tokyo and to the adventure of new friends. made her feel better. “What if I did know?” He looked up and smiled.wouldn’t have risked it if I didn’t think that in retrospect you would have wanted me to. He says he got the idea from a scripture that says ‘You know all things’… that he decided to act as though that verse was actually true. and it was better than he had expected. “Yeah. He says he changes his consciousness… however that is done… and demands answers of himself. and said. I guess it did. “Well. 333 . That way she would have a permanent record of everything in her notes.” he half-laughed. He had never been there before. “This is no normal guy. “You want to illuminate a bit?” He was still laughing slightly. At first she was going to call. and sent them. He sat her in his lap. ******* Meanwhile. didn’t it?” Now she laughed. “Yep. “Sure… that’s one of Phillip’s secret tricks when he needs to figure something out.” The fact that he was thinking of what she would have wanted. she wasn’t sure where Phillip was. She wrote two and a half pages. “Phillip!” she said. “I say I have no idea. and motioned to her to come to him. is he?” The next morning – and with the dream not returning – Frances decided to ask Phillip about the subject of a negative focus. and demanded answers of himself.

Having the secret backdoors explained a lot. Yet when he actually confronted it. They even surprised him by showing him the backdoors for at least a dozen government systems – US. ******* Hi Frances. It turned out that they got considerable help from the old programmers who built the systems originally. He enjoyed it immensely. He fit in very well with the other computer jocks. or had even considered within his realm of possibilities. Always an anti-authoritarian and free-minded breed. and stole away whatever free time he could find to read biochemistry texts. OK. and he found it surprisingly liberating to be in a place that he didn’t feel beholden to. but he couldn’t imagine that they could be that good. and enquiring about their work. a man named Kenyon. I am so pleased you are breaking new ground in this. In fact. and he was spending enough time with them that the strangeness of Tokyo didn’t seem to press in on him. and UN. he was irresistibly drawn to it. But as well as Morales got along with the Hunters. notes on how various systems worked. to a 334 . John had guessed that they were highly skilled (which they were). he had never even imagined himself doing scientific research… it was not something he ever saw. What were they trying to prove? How was the experiment constructed? How were variables eliminated? In all his life. trading tips on breaking passwords. His work began as he had expected. but didn’t get to. and so on. it is one of the subjects I came across years ago. Several times per day. these people sent over their secrets when they saw Gamma attacked.The people he met at the Skunk Works were overwhelmingly English-speaking. This explained how the Hunters were so successful. here are some thoughts: I first came across this idea in the work of one of the 20th Century’s great Christian thinkers. Sorry it took so long to get back with you. Tokyo seemed more like a place he was just passing through. I’ve been traveling with a few of my grandkids. He said that the work of Christ was to remove us from a consciousness focused on our sins (deficits). who had broken into what previously. He wrote about sin-conscious versus righteousness-consciousness. a group of researchers offered Morales a half-time job managing a medical experiment. After two weeks of nonstop questions. and wanted to really focus on. he seemed to be drawn elsewhere… to the researchers. EU. he found himself walking over to one group or another.

embarrassment. He got home just before dinner and happened to notice Frances’ letter from Phillip. our abilities. Beside all of this. After dinner.all of these teach people to look at deficits and to interpret everything as if it were or could be a negative thing… to examine every neutral thing for an aspect that could cause pain. he convinced Frances to get a neighbor girl to watch the children for them. as is endemic in humanity now. the central picture of the austere. Frances. if you will. but he is right. however. It cannot help but whither the soul. The night was cold. is simply an error. but she agreed. Frances?” 335 . writ small). judging God. but feeding and cleaning the children kept him from it. I think. “And do you really think it’s as big a deal as Phillip says. Proper thinking is to examine positive and negative aspects on equal weightings… at equal volumes. the negative focus is simply a logical error. which she had printed. As they made a circuit around Lisse. and leads to endless pain and disaster. Anyway. and to take a walk together. and had apparently been reviewing. of the chastising parent (smaller still) . Then. He thought he would ask her about it during dinner. It is all harmful. running a few errands in Amsterdam and conducting one meeting. It is all a mistake. Did you know that there is even a scripture that says. Kenyon is obviously coming at this from a purely religious perspective. and our beautiful possibilities. you can recast every “thou shalt not” as an opportunity to do good.) What would it be like to have no sense of built-in fault and weakness? But rather to see and appreciate our own innate goodness. What you have come upon. And if you try. is a monumental issue. “You are the righteousness of God?” What would someone who truly thought of himself that way be like? (A lot better than most people. of the judging ruler (same thing. their conversation made its way from the children to the dream and Phillip’s comments. Frances explained her letter to Phillip and his response. Congratulations! Phillip ******* James had been out this day. or loss. To radically over-weight the negatives and to pass over the positives.consciousness focused on our righteousness (assets). It must all be eliminated if we hope to have healthy souls. all of the anti-self ideas that humanity swims in fill any leftover gaps and seal the mind.

those fairy tales leave you focusing on how you fail to meet the standard of the perfect prince. When you pass tests. “Did it feel like something inside of you is being reactivated? “Yeah.Well. but no one thinks that way. I’m not absolutely certain. and a positive one. look at it this way… What if we gave ourselves credit for our own goodness and abilities? What if we considered how wonderful we were? If we reveled in our abilities? If we gloried in the great things we are able to do. I think I do. but when you fail. you get dire consequences. but when you do something bad. But that is the way I want my children to grow up. Jim. James?” “Yes. maybe so.” He felt strange saying such a thing. let alone positive. or the perfect princess. From childhood on. Jim. Frances? What should be done?” “Okay. 336 . When you do something well. yeah. and everything else – all of our value – doesn’t show up.” He didn’t put the pieces together till a few minutes later.” “Well.” “Don’t you agree. All of this focuses us on negativity. to be sure. rather than worrying about the things we’re not able to do? What if we thought of ourselves as righteous beings walking the planet. but it seems very important.” “Then what’s the other side of this. and she slowed down. I suppose I do. and to ignore their own positives. how do you feel when you say that?” “Different. you get yelling.” when he was a boy… one of the key events of his life. “Now. Any of them could easily be recast positively. Our deficits become central to our minds. ‘I am righteousness walking the earth in human form’… go ahead. always on the verge of error?” “Well… that would be a huge difference!” “That’s right. “All laws and commandments are negative-centric. you may get a few kind words. this is big. say. that is expected. out loud. I don’t even know how people who have their focus restored to neutral.” “Jim. Humanity has been trained to pay attention to negative things and negative possibilities. It would seem silly. will think of themselves.” “And do you remember Phillip’s fairy tale explanation?” “If you mean that first time we went to dinner. Phillip is right. rather than as dark beings. Try this.” Her gaze grew distant again. it is the negative things that we hear at high volume. but what it actually reminded him of was saying “I did see that man hurt his wife. but he did it anyway. All we see are our deficits.

not often. It makes sense. which required lengthy answers. “Oh. a few things about us not respecting traditions. “You know what. Steve asked important questions. not really. “And speaking of that. She felt like she could barely think or breath.” “What sort of comments?” she asked as they walked around a large puddle in the old road they were following. that and a few comments that have been made to me since.” she said. and teach our kids differently. but didn’t take time to explore the question. how would you like to spend a few months in Prague?” ******* Phillip and Steve Caputta found themselves corresponding. Frances? I think you’re right.” She remembered her conversation with Anna. Phillip enjoyed this far more than he thought he would. if we are now going to be even more different. this means that we’re going to have to work hard to keep them from being focused on negatives… the whole world is against it…” She realized just how important this was to her.” This made Frances very happy. I think that we can’t stay here for too long. It had been long 337 . I’m getting a bit uncomfortable living here. It had been a long time since he had worked with the Bible. or prepare any responses. will you Frances?” “Sure. Frances. So still was her mind that she didn’t even worry about what he would say. “Do you agree.“Jim. “Now. “What?” “Jim. and they walked on for another kilometer in silence. but they have made a few cryptic remarks to me. I’m with you 100 percent in principle on this. the people here are polite. and they wouldn’t say anything to a mother of two young girls. she stopped and smiled. “You mean the Santa controversy. waiting a seemingly endless time for an answer. Jim?” “Well. let me think about this for a few minutes.” He wondered why people always said that moving around was bad. So. but at length.” “I haven’t heard anything.” “No. and that she hadn’t taken time to reexamine it.” She grabbed his arm and leaned on him in relief. “Does that make you uncomfortable?” “No. but I’m not certain what our best actions should be… although I’m sure you’re right that we’re going to be a lot different than other people. and he found it interesting to go back to it a little bit. Jim?” “Yes.” Then.

Beside. “And to allow himself to believe them as well. Yeah. Is there anything in particular I should do with them? PD: Nothing particular. I’m going to retire from all this stuff.” Phillip thought. And I’m not going to try to get my ideas out to the world. just that I won’t be working on it. Usually you get about 20 years. SC: Are you tired? PD: Not really tired. SC: Shoot. VERY long and VERY hard. but I’m not going to work at it like I did. If I don’t stop now. more like worn. Does this have anything to do with the private markets? PD: No. But listen. and then some. But Phillip also wondered if there was more to it than that. Any benefit that comes from here on out is a bonus. Steve seemed interested in learning how to explain Phillip’s ideas to other people. without religious ideas intruding too powerfully into his mind. and I’m sure I’ll come up with new ideas. there is. they seem to be doing just fine. can I send them to you for appropriate distribution? SC: I guess so. in spite of all the hatred. I’m well beyond that. I pushed against huge obstacles for a lot of years… decades really. All the stuff we talked about didn’t just come to me. I’ll still read things that interest me. nothing except that the markets were tiring work. they don’t need me anymore. After answering one of Steve’s difficult questions. I studied long and hard. I’ll end up sick or dead before long. I don’t mean that I’ll stop figuring things out. Phillip asked him to meet in one of the Gamma chat rooms to talk further. PD: Don’t worry about that. PD: OK. something’s on your mind? PD: Hey Steve. I’m getting out before it’s too late. SC: Hi Phillip. if I get any new ideas. I hope I do it in a way that you’d like.enough that he could read it now. only to get them out in the best ways that you know. There is only so long you can abuse yourself before you have to pay. PD: Yes. SC: I guess I can do that. I’m pleased. SC: Wow! But how do you retire from thinking? PD: Oh. Steve. I’ve spent everything I can. I want to ask you a couple of questions. SC: I understand. 338 . I’m not going to. SC: Yeah. First. But from now on. Steve.

that’s great. SC: Interesting. But I’m not sure I’d be good at it. PD: I’m not asking you to do my job. Don’t try to save them. SC: Damn. they want someone else to do it for them. Anything else? SC: Only that I want to stay in touch. I’ll pursue that. SC: Well. I’ll do it. I guess the things we talked about in Vancouver. That’s all. PD: Great. screw ‘em. But let me ask you this.SC: OK. There are plenty of copies of the essays in existence. PD: Sounds like a great idea to me. and that’s where you should stop. There will be people who just want to keep sucking in. but I wish you’d think about it a bit more. for starters. these are the ones who will turn on you. if you think it might be something you’d like to do. But I’m not their comforter. I can’t do your job. and don’t spell out every little detail for them – let them do it themselves. 339 . you’re good. Just to do your job… that is. OK. and I’m not their source. And when things get difficult. There are people who desperately want a leader. SC: I will. and do not ever let them turn you into a leader. more or less as an interview. and I’m glad I did. PD: And by that you mean… SC: That I’ve already been thinking about writing that up. SC: I understand. Almost thou persuadest me to be a writer. right? I did my part to help a few individuals wake up. I have thought about it. Any other ideas or advice if I decide to be ‘altogether’? PD: Just to be as honest and truthful as you know how to be. It just takes a lot of effort. Oh. If thirty years from now they’ve all vanished. PD: I understand. Rather than thinking and living for themselves. I’ll republish. If they don’t want to get off their asses and live under their own power. I’ve ranted a bit. But I do have one other thing I’d like you to think about: Have you ever thought about writing? SC: Phillip. I’ll just send you emails if I run across anything interesting. PD: I would that both almost and altogether… except for my scars. You see that I am leaving. what are you hoping I’ll write about? PD: Oh. Let them think and live for themselves. If you can be a bit of a specialist in some areas and throw some good information into the mix.

” “A couple of hundred?” “Yeah. and brainstorming?” “Yeah… what do you know about this?” 340 . Phillip paused for a moment. and Europe was blossoming after a long winter. you need to be here. I’ll let you know if I come through the Northwest. write any time. Frances had specifically told several friends to “bring any nice person you know. It seemed like people were simply springing up in some sort of spontaneous generation. so did Anna. right?” “Yeah. Phillip. “Okay. and so on.” “Whoa! And what are you all doing there?” “Well. finding a few adventures. just don’t ask me to do much.” “And a very high caliber of people?” “Yeah. The idea was to come and live here for a few months… hanging out together. James and Frances had arrived a week earlier. In fact. And as it turned out. it was clear that something unusual was happening. most of the faces were new. Something important is happening. ******* “Phillip. Larry. Well.” “And… a lot of cooperation. You’re in Prague with Anna and her family. Jim?” “Yeah. with Anna.” It was late April. “Kind of spontaneous. Jim. and had been surprised at the number of people who had shown up at the same time. very high. PD: Thanks. Twenty or thirty people were there. and then those people told their friends… and it kept going. moved his desk phone to the side. and growing daily. Jim flew to Amsterdam for three days and when he came back. Steve. Steve.PD: No problem. helping each other. and a couple of hundred other people. and were sending notes to all of their friends. SC: It’s a deal chief. completely. trading. They had told a number of their friends and relatives where they would be. I’ll talk to you soon. and put his feet up on his desk. we told a bunch of friends to come. By the end of the first week. Bye. Anna had said virtually the same thing to many of her friends. that’s a good question. tell me what’s happening. Enjoy your retirement. and many of them came. telling them what fun they were having.” Apparently they had.” Phillip was smiling broadly… he had seen this before.

One group would coalesce. all shapes and complexions. or social. and didn’t want to surface until the project was ready. so many projects. Oh. Listen. but there were contributing factors. but I can get out of here in a day or two. The gathering in Prague was the natural place for these people to go – to reorient themselves. all there to get in on the energy of the festival. It seemed unlikely that it would last for a long time. Get me a nice room?” “Count on it. many with plans to return once their nation stepped back from the precipice. take care of whatever business they had. but they knew the example of National Socialism too well. combine their talents. so many opportunities. Beside all this. the most thoughtful people began to find ways to escape. “Just that those are the types of situations that I live for. There were so many people. every day was an adventure. Jim…” “What’s that?” “Get some of the boys together. An exodus from the US was continuing. economic. or manufacturing shops. Once you hit one or two of the cafes. And every few days.” “Excellent. People would wake up in the morning. once rhetoric became conventional wisdom. There are probably ten other guys calling friends right now. but they were immersed in their projects.Phillip laughed. laboratories.” “Will do. contributing and feeding from it. A few old. Gamma people were now being blamed for nearly every imaginable ill. Nearly everyone who came to Prague wondered what would become of this. Phillip jumped right into the action. 341 . then not be seen in the cafes for days on end. I’m in France with Joel. refine a new venture. and began comparing it to the great medieval trade fairs. military. They did not want to play the role of the Jews. Thus far. There was a stream of new faces. you never knew where the day would go. Occasionally they would take a morning or an afternoon off and say hello to the café crowds. The quality of the event itself was certainly the core reason for this. This is too good to stay small. Bye. the crowd had greatly changed. or the next week or month for that matter. and to find other people in their situations. Many decided that it was time to move on. a few young. and tell them to buy or lease a few apartment houses and get ready for more people. just like you’re calling me. most people considered such accusations to be simple rhetoric . When he arrived.” The people kept coming. being busy in their apartments. then walk down to one of the local cafes to see who was there and what new things were happening. a great many in their thirties and forties. and one more thing. But in Prague. The rulers would have to stop it. With their nation turning slowly into a police state.

One group left Prague for Budapest and began to work with the musicians there. They functioned very well. “What better education. Some set up concert tours. Some to other places in Europe. 342 . Some of the Gammas stayed. But all of them went to the next place for some reason. Another group went to Estonia. where opportunities beckoned. and it was now widely known how wonderful such events could be. and the children were unusually healthy. and it could be many months before they moved adequately. some to Asia. “than to live and work around the world?” These were close. One of the interesting things about this spontaneous festival was that it began to spawn a great many mini-festivals.once they really understood what was happening. Tallinn. interconnected families… parents deeply involved in their children’s lives and education. Sydney. the ‘Prague Spring’ festival was winding down. and Bangkok.” many of the parents would say. The experiment had been a success. And these were not just single people. and usually planning to move again within a year or so. but most moved on. others made recordings. But at least the rulers were slow. and the children deeply involved in the parents’ lives and work. By late summer. some worked on film scores. and others to New Zealand. there were at least four similar festivals in Helsinki. By mid-summer. Married couples and couples with children were very well represented.

“Not now. one British and one Italian. and large open areas and meeting rooms to the right. should I tell them that you’re the guy who wrote Soldier With Honor?” Phillip smiled. They were being wellpaid to watch over the two men. But don’t worry about friends. huge meeting rooms and auditoriums. Phillip. Phillip and Bill McCoy had flown to Cologne that morning. The attendees. The two men sat down at a small café area at the far end of the open area. hotel restaurants and stores in front of them. Passing through security was fast and courteous. they saw several heads of state. a dozen more within a day. with several associated buildings located just across that street. I’ve already spotted one.” The friend McCoy referred to was a member of the German military. and taken two trains to arrive within a few hundred meters of the Maratime. They walked up to the hotel. but you never know. broadcasters. there was a large coat and baggage check area to the left. he was off for a week. acted as if the security people were invisible. The security people were the most professional and courteous that either Phillip or McCoy had ever seen. smiling at a couple of friendly-looking soldiers along the way. “Hey. camouflaged vehicles. If there was a problem. Germany. At the end of the security area was a smiling young lady handing them badges and welcoming them to the meetings. while a greeter handed them schedules and brochures. and reviewed the materials they were given. Bonn was the capital of Western Germany until the reunification. and every modern amenity. working for Bill McCoy. There was a walk-through metal detector and a passport check. Security for the Bilderberg meeting was very tight. half a dozen additional men could arrive within two hours. There were two others like him. spacious hallways. and the Maratime complex was built for secure use by government officials. we might want a few extra friends soon. and coordinators with radios lining the driveways to the building. As they looked around. There were soldiers. A good friend of Bill’s ran a security group in Berlin and had access to some of the best freelance soldiers anywhere. European and UN governmental groups. maybe later.Chapter Seven Hotel Maratime sits on one of the main streets of Bonn. in typical fashion. The hotel itself was a modern facility with glass walls. They made their way slowly toward the meeting rooms. but unbeknownst to his colleagues. mostly for German. as it was for the dozens of other meetings held there every year. 343 .” “Well. and many significant businessmen. Once inside.

Both Phillip and McCoy thanked them and said that they’d love to talk. what do these people want from us? They’re being very nice. After the industrialist walked away. You see the news people? That’s mostly why they are here. enjoy the high. It’s chemical… serotonin mostly.” “Remember also that there are several levels of people here. If you get hooked on it.” As they talked and reviewed their papers. huh Bill?” “Yes. just don’t enjoy it too much.” Phillip smiled.. but we are hurting them. Bloody amazing. it’s a rather nasty drug. they’ll make a compelling case.” “But. they looked at each other. this is something else!” “Not your usual group of blokes. I’d say not. “That it does. And these are not dumb people. the chief executive of a European industrial conglomerate likewise greeted them and asked them if they would be at the evening cocktail party. People in power are healthier and more vibrant that others. won’t we?” “Yes. or will at least give them the benefit of the doubt – probably for life.“It does have its own sort of charm. but I know there are ideas in that head of yours. What is it?” “Well. we’ll find out at the meetings.” “Such as?” “Well. they are unlikely to say much against them. my friend. My guess is that they want to merge the Digital Economy with the controlled economy. and there is never enough. “Okay… the real i siders want to manipulate us into cooperating n with them. but the addiction is deadly. There is definitely a high associated with status and power. do I walk out now. They wanted us here for some reason. And it does feel nice. Then. I expect they will. Bill. Phillip. But. A few minutes later.” “So. the President of Germany and his Foreign Minister briefly introduced themselves and said they hoped to spend some time talking to them in the next few days. mostly to those around the addict. “Oh. first there are people who are here as a payoff and to get them hooked.” “Yes. you keep going after power. They played the establishment line. 344 . experience the cool serotonin rush.?” “But. They’ve done serious experiments on this. or do I enjoy my high?” Both men laughed. doesn’t it Phillip?” Phillip smiled. They come here. or they are trying to get them to promote the establishment line. as if to say “Wow. The feeling is nice. and are emotionally tied to the people they meet here.

I’ve studied Islam a bit.” “Yes. with both Phillip and Bill being fairly quiet. He was interested not only for reasons of statecraft. He decided to probe him just a bit. so I like to understand the true nature of things.“Then.” ******* The first meeting that morning was a lecture on Islam. thinker. They want to get support for a new office.” “Oh. Mr. but also because he had heard of 345 . I suspect that we’ll be interested in the content of the sessions as well.” “To be sure. Actually. And when I say that they have agendas. Phillip and McCoy sat at a large table in the dining area. After the two morning meetings there was a break for lunch. tell me. there are the government guys who are here to make friends and influence people. which of this morning’s lectures did you enjoy more. The lecture this morning moved me along quite well. Bill. or maybe to get big people to support their ideas. “These guys seem to be interested in the content of the sessions. “So. a reporter. but the question and answer period was likewise of very high quality. if perhaps dangerous. The same was true for a panel discussion of strategic defense that followed shortly thereafter. The people making the presentations are among the best and brightest anywhere. I don’t mean that they are necessarily malicious. you are certainly correct. Donson. previously Foreign Minister of Italy. but they seem more interested in the topics than in personal agendas. Not only was the presentation excellent. and why?” Phillip smiled. Phillip.” “And your thoughts on the possible conflict of civilizations?” The Secretary was trying to understand Phillip’s real depth. joined by three corporate CEOs. and watched them evaluating their notes from various meetings. which he was still quite involved with. They may very well think that their agendas will make the world a better place. I liked that. and that it was rumored that Phillip was a fascinating and original. The speaker. The Secretary of State knew that Phillip represented the world of private commerce. for the moment they do. By nature I am philosophically minded. Conversation began around the topics covered in the morning. I’ll be very interested to see if things change in the evenings and at private meetings. The subject was not as gripping. and a former US Secretary of State. but not nearly enough to get a deep understanding. “Actually. I enjoyed the lecture on Islam quite a bit. was extremely well-informed and articulate.” McCoy had been watching people in the café. but the quality of the presentation was excellent.

“Farmers learn to rely upon their neighbors. and who you represent. As they all rose from the table to attend the next session. you may expect a bit of questioning from people. my understanding of the history of Islam is not terribly deep.” “And your thoughts on the current situation?” “There are actually two things that concern me. but I am at least partially persuaded. and the Christianity that came from it. of course. So. and could understand the implications of what Phillip was saying. The situation looks very bleak to me.Phillip’s unusual and surprising intellect. of course. Now. Mr. they developed different methods of warfare. They will. since that is the culture we have developed at these meetings.” The conversation paused for a moment as they were eating. The Secretary did not find many people who truly interested him. I am not in office. however. share tools. it seemed to him that he saw something of the man’s soul. I have serious questions as to how they’d play out. the Secretary asked Phillip for a minute of his time privately.” Phillip looked at the Secretary.” The Secretary was smiling. So. on the other hand. enjoying himself immensely. but I have read the Koran and the Haddith. I am not entirely opposed to your ideas. and I have that luxury. and even scribbled a note on his handout from the Islam session. and so on. the overall balance is much more toward not helping a neighbor. and to this day. and thought he might be a very interesting man. the difference in civilizations…” Phillip paused. “Yes. And. Donson. “Obviously. I think their culture still embodies the sensibilities of nomadic herdsmen. “Again. be civil. When the nomadic herdsman finds good grazing land. who was 346 . there are long histories of mutual help and respect for property. soon. the religions of farmers. “I’ve not been impressed. Secondly that they seem to see all of life as a zero-sum game. First is the institutionalized teaching of hatred in the Islamic world. Judaism.” He paused. in farming. most everyone here knows who you are. The first Moslems were herdsmen. “Herdsmen. If one finds a hidden water hole. he does not disclose the location. as for me personally. the newsman and a corporate executive took over as the primary speakers. Similarly. recalling the analysis he had done several years before. property is less respected in nomadic cultures. essentially. he does not share that knowledge with another nearby herdsman. Phillip went on. lend their expertise for repairing their neighbor’s equipment. So. They help build each other’s barns. are. it seems to me that there is a very distinct difference in the base cultures. But. “Well. They also respect each other’s property lines. The Secretary was an intelligent and well-read man. An exceptionally bright and insightful man who had few peers. tend to mistrust their neighbors and to hide information from them.

you have to call me Phillip. they’ll be polite to you Mr. you got it right. “Very well. Most of the other attendees were dispersing. “I only say that because I’ve felt the same way many times. only one in a hundred would be capable of such nobility. and not too long of a walk from where they were at the café. but do not forget that a man becomes a creature of his uniform. and might even agree with you on some matters. Thank you. 347 . Would you like to have a drink. then. Bill remained after the last session to talk with several British officials.” Phillip thought.” It somehow seemed that such people didn’t exist in real life. Mr. Phillip walked out to the café area and sat down to wait. Donson. “It’s funny.” The Secretary smiled. I understand what you mean by the luxury of being out of office. and you’ll call me William.” ******* The afternoon sessions were on NATO and the European Union.” Phillip smiled. and I thought I recognized the look. but if we’re having a drink together. “No. In their natural state. “You looked a bit bored in the afternoon sessions. but if not. behind a government podium. he knew the dirty side of the game he had played.” The Secretary was hoping that he had not made a mistake. Many of these are good people. as real and as normal as anyone else. and I don’t see much of that. Phillip smiled. Mr. my email address is on the roster. McCoy was more interested in these sessions than Phillip was. it was the Secretary again. “I like you. “to be having a conversation with someone you’ve seen on television a hundred times. “Yes.offered job after job because of his unusual skill. And the truth is that I don’t know who that one in a hundred might be. Donson. I understand. but when in power. they would be interested in your ideas. I guess I’m not especially interested in the fine points of systems that I don’t care for in the first place.” The bar area was straight back from the front entrance. But in office.” “Yes. but what of the people here who are in office?” “As I say.” Phillip looked up. they become creatures of their offices and their systems. But he was under no illusion. Donson. Yet. you are deeply honest. We’ll probably see each other again here. here he was. Donson?” “That sounds wonderful. “I’d love to. please keep in touch. Mr.

” “And…” “And if they can control you or manipulate you. My career centered around strategic analysis. and they were letting me play in the big leagues. I got into all of those situations because of my analytic technique. Well. I gave them the benefit of the doubt for a long time. Finding a decent 348 . you know. William. but he still wondered if the he was as decent as he appeared. but it was a game to me. and that they should ask themselves. “So. Phillip. “And what do you think their reaction will be when I tell them that I consider all coercion immoral?” “To be honest. I would avoid the subject.” “So. how did you handle it?” “First of all. you’re different from the rest of these guys . I was like a little boy playing ball.” “Oh. Realistically. so. this is the President of the United States asking me for my advice! That’s a unique and intimidating situation.” “Yes.” “So.” Phillip added in a joking voice. “Oh. is this just part of the job for you?” “More or less. Why? Did they send you as their emissary?” William laughed. I think that they won’t really understand it.” He smiled. “some rather prominent people have said so. but I told them that you were quite accessible. I was in awfully deep. they wanted to. I figured as much.” “Yes. or frighten them by revealing that I have none?” “That is a very good question. it took me some time to come to grips with the situation. By the time I realized the depravity of some of the people I worked for. “Yes. And. For a while I enjoyed it immensely. then said. if I were you. talking. not many of them will believe that you don’t have an angle. Phillip and the Secretary – William – sat down at the empty bar and ordered. I was so focused on the issues sitting on my desk that I didn’t have time for other matters. and before I realized it. But… eventually I realized that I wanted to get out of it all.though a few remained in groups.” Phillip appreciated this man more and more. come on. It actually started in my later twenties. do you recommend that I let them think I have a scheme.” “You mean they’re trying to figure out my angle?” “Yes.” Phillip paused for a moment. that sounds reasonable. “Just so you know. I was holding important offices and doing critical work. primarily. I was very good at it. After all. some of these people would like to talk to you. Phillip.

I will do consulting work for them from time to time.” “Pleased to meet you. “Bill! We said we were going to be polite. hello Mr…” “William will be fine. Bill. thank you. but I just couldn’t hold back altogether. and partly to keep my consulting business going well. and ordered him his usual Gin-and-Tonic. It was a choice of the lesser of evils.” “Oh.” “Oh. looking for him.” “Yeah. this is my friend. I didn’t know . was very difficult. but I don’t miss them much. every one of whom would have paid dearly for the 349 . big status things. I imagine it is. The accolades made me uncomfortable more than anything else. I. Phillip. Leaving earlier would have been better for me individually. “So.” “William. I’m sure. while Phillip looked shocked. They provided their own special type of intoxication.” William laughed loud and long. although I do still have a few of those. I guess. I can understand that.” “They’ve tried to get me back.” “Yes.” Phillip pulled up a stool for Bill. A wrong decision from me could have led to war. however. er… informed the British Home Secretary of what some of my friends in the British military think of him. I’m here partly because I like being informed by smart people. “Bill! Over here!” He walked over as Phillip and William sipped their drinks. Do you miss the power?” He chuckled. I was mostly polite Phillip. So.” “Likewise.way out. partly because I want to see what is going through these people’s minds. several times. and they were alw ays something of a moral irritant to me anyway.” “I suspected as much. but I had to stay until I could get out without causing people to die. your friend is looking for you. It was not a simple proposition. but I’m done being too deeply involved. it took me several years to get out. interesting conversation?” “Yes.” “No. Bill McCoy.” “Yeah. “In a few ways I do… riding around in limousines and the special airplanes. I served with dozens of blokes. but no. having traffic stopped for me. I imagine it wasn’t. “I had thought I lost you. No rants. you know. Oh. Bill. no nastiness.” Phillip turned to see Bill walking around near the entrance. It is a strange world in which I work. There were so many crucial issues. mostly.

” A British Shadow Minister then spoke. do you think they’re after ‘one country. do you see it differently?” “No. answering such a question was fairly easy for him. I’ve got dinner lined up with half of the G8. Why. William turned back to Phillip. and one more small laugh. William laughed harder still. very nicely decorated. “Honestly. “So. Before long the French Ambassador turned to Phillip. Both the meal and the service would prove to be excellent. now could I?” Phillip laid his head on the bar in resignation and in disbelief.” “Don’t worry about it. and I can point to many other causes for the problems you are experiencing. washed-up. but you don’t have anything else that you absolutely have to say to any of them. They want to talk to you.opportunity to vent their spleen directly to that man. I’ll leave you boys to the evening’s entertainment. After the main course. They were led to a beautiful private room and given three waiters. you’re going to get us kicked out of this place. I’m not at all certain that is true. I couldn’t in good conscience pass it up. It was a Northern Italian restaurant. do you not consider reduced tax revenues significant?” 350 . Ambassador. Some of them began to make references to unregulated business. things began to change. including your continual manipulation of the markets.” “All right. “Well thank God for that. I don’t think so. In fact.” They laughed again. do you?” “No. “My God. International financial systems have long histories of instability. Good luck. Mr. “Mr. Well. That is partly due to our system. aren’t you concerned that your system has been making the world financial system unstable?” Because Phillip had already heard about every possible argument against private commerce. After another sip of his drink. At eight o’clock they met their party in the entrance area and took two cars to a restaurant in Cologne. “Very well then.” Phillip looked at William. I have a client dinner later. The one exception that I would make to that statement would be declining tax revenues. since I’m the lucky bloke who actually got the chance. and said.” Phillip and Bill went to their suite. The conversation through the beginning of the meal revolved around the day’s activities and commentary on the various sessions and speakers. I’m about as certain of it as I can be. All participated and the discussion was pleasant. two systems’?” “Yes. Bill. Donson. that would be my guess also… Well. and relaxed for an hour before the dinner.

And as I say. Next. Now. We don’t ask. sir. principle. you think that I am being quite crude and insulting. you can argue that for days. there has always been one huge issue that has twisted philosophy.” He continued. And. you were operating within such a system.” “Then I will. and overturn the entire history of government and civilization?” “Very simply – by studying and by holding to the truth. Now. save self-defense and a very few things of that sort. and that is rulership. we don’t know or care if our customers pay taxes or not. principle. “Principle. you are concerned. this brings us to the point: Once your governments cannot force compliance. but he had actually been thinking. but such arguments serve only to explain away obvious truths in the most creative manner possible. How can we provide the services people need without money?” “Well. But you must already know that this is a matter of principal to me. that being ruled is a form of being in servitude. secret bank accounts. But I would like to explain a bit. only worse. This. and creative accounting. I’d be shocked. “The simple truth is. I’m sure. You see.“Oh. In fact.” “Yes. of course. Moral philosophy can be fairly well understood as it applies to normal events. yes.” 351 . And since we do not assist you in that compliance. you are blaming our systems for your reduced tax revenues. First of all. sir. and we don’t advise them either way. “Now. and creatively fraudulent excuses. requires volumes of explanations. The ruler is always given right to do things that are considered immoral for an individual to do. make that decision.” said the Shadow Minister. and. Let me say this: I doubt that any of you got into the positions you hold because you wanted to make slaves. alone among philosophers. I will not do that.” “I should hope you would.” “And how do you. I certainly do. You would like me to force people to pay you. until you throw in the concept of the ruler. That came long before us. like Margaret bloody Thatcher. the people do not pay. revisions. is that you can’t. indeed. that does make all of you some version of slave-holders. of course. and no matter what sorts of ideas were in your minds as you went down your paths. the simple answer. “But declining tax revenues are a significant issue for all of us. But whoever it was that set up systems of rulership a hundred generations ago did make people into servants. that is partially correct. But we are not alone. There have always been black markets. I consider all coercion to be immoral. of course. “This is where the moral issue comes in. have tried to destroy our services.

“I have no position or authority that entitles me to any pronouncements over you. Donson. I do not control the Digital Economy. “Now. and conversation went back to the day’s events. however.The Italian Minister could not hold back anymore. I am simply a thinking man.” The French Ambassador wanted to keep peace at the table. medical care will be eliminated.” “Very well then. they would probably think I had mentally snapped. “he certainly is smooth. I believe you are sincere in what you say about your moral issues. sir. Yes. “Actually. then to the sessions that would be held the coming day. but I’d like to take a few minutes to explain that to you. Mr. Mr.” said the Minister. I had nothing to do with those things. we are in no hurry. then. with an obvious element of defensiveness as well. No one does.” Phillip took a slow drink of some of the finest port he had ever tasted. which I think you will acknowledge as my right?” “Of course. “Please do. do not happen to agree. elderly people will lose their monthly checks. let’s have our dessert and calm down for a moment. gentlemen. the short answer is no. Donson. but so did the development of the Internet and encryption. They ate their desserts. I. “First of all.” “I’m sorry for interrupting.” “All right.” “Very well. “but though you may not control them. It is your moral philosophy that has guided them. At this point I don’t think I could dissuade them from their paths. He took another sip of his port and continued.” Everyone but the French Minister looked angry when Phillip said no. I know you don’t want any of those things to happen. you can still influence them. all of us have serious concerns about your private markets. It seemed that he was the leader of the small group. and they made private commerce almost an inevitability. so don’t you think there is some way that we could work together and eliminate such things?” “Well.” Phillip answered. and answered. “And who are you to make such pronouncements?” His voice was filled with anger. But you know that I speak the truth. you simply wish that I would not. and did so expertly.” Phillip thought to himself. sir. After dessert was finished and drinks were being served. explain all you like. I guided and perhaps gave them a moral foundation. and there could be welfare riots. 352 . and if we cannot pay our bills. here are my concerns… our concerns: Your services are making things very difficult for us.” “I think you overestimate that. The French Minister nodded and said. Even if I tried. I really don’t think they would change their minds. though they remained silent. but someone else eventually would have done something similar. the French Ambassador took over again. I think my writings did have an influence.

but that idea is manifestly false. you are out of business. The only thing that can be done by government and not by private groups is involuntary taxation – raising money without the permission of the donors. There really isn’t much way around it anymore. knowing that what he was about to say would cause significant effects. “Good.” Phillip paused. You imply that if you don’t provide money to old people or medical fees that such things will not be done at all. So. that makes two reasons why I can’t influence them for you. and doom generations to servitude. I don’t want to attempt a history lesson here. “the other choice is to help them trash the best path to freedom in centuries. The fact is that I am retiring from the whole business.” “But there are some things that can be done only by governments!” It was the Italian Ambassador again. I do. “Yes.” he sighed to himself. “Ah well. and then lay on a beach for a good long while. “Now. “My message to you. and an honest economist can rebut it convincingly. “And the other choice is…” The thought leaped into his mind with such force that he almost looked around to see who said it. This thought weakened Phillip for a moment. I do not expect you to like that. and I promise 353 . You imply that it is either government or nothing. that is not true. and done more efficiently. If the governments these men ran became desperate.” He thought about how strange it was to be the one man who should make such monumental decisions. do we all agree?” Everyone at the table agreed. and with complete conviction. it is not true now. I understand.” “Mr. Yes. people could be killed. and once I finish with these meetings. is that in the long run. This time. but it was surprisingly strong. do you not?” “Oh. Donson…” It was the Frenchman taking charge again. let me address a hidden concept that you refer to. gentlemen. outrageous penalties. gentlemen.” he thought to himself. then let me begin by saying that I have a good idea of where you’ll have to take this – draconian laws.“But that is really a moot issue. If you cannot take money involuntarily.” “I will answer your concerns on this subject. His voice was not loud. Make any sort of argument you like. I’ll write a goodbye note. but I do hope that you will accept it. That is a false assumption. hunts for fugitive money and fugitive citizens. Phillip answered with force. I need time off for health reasons. yes sir. and I guess I’ll have to do it. “You do understand what kind of situation that places these men in. “No sir. and then we will be done with this line of questioning for the evening. The basic operating principle of your governments is being undermined. Real people being shot and imprisoned… he did not want to cause anything like that. Please answer me honestly. you will go out of business. If ever that was true. angry still. Everything that your governments do can be done by other means. “I’m the guy who stepped up to the job.

There will almost certainly emerge free territories and free cities. And once your monopolies on these services are removed. Because of this. But while such dark situations as these might not occur. let me address the ugly scenario. So. There is another side to this. where there is no forced taxation. you’d likely put the world into a new dark age. Because if you did go that far. The bedrock of your taxation is the ability to seize property for nonpayment. “Now. what are now public services will be provided by private means. and I’m really not sure how bad it could get. I’ve already described to you what I think will happen regarding the devolution of your system. This will manifest itself most painfully as a battle between central governments and local governments. and second. “Well. Next. In those places. “Thus far I suppose you don’t like my scenarios. you will face competition. “But even local governments may eventually fall apart. then. If you want to stay in your business. “My analysis is that your organizations will begin a classic devolution. the quality of service will rise as the overall cost diminishes. more immediate than Phillip had expected. Private companies can do that no less effectively than you can. Remember that providing services is only a question of organization. Your only chance to do it is with Stalinist terror. 354 . The genie will not go easily back into the bottle. few people will choose your system.you that I will not disclose what you tell me. I said that fighting it would be amazingly ugly. First. Nonetheless I do think they are accurate. even the best of the scenarios are quite bad. and I don’t honestly think most of you are willing to go that far. The estimates ranged from two to five years. how long before your governments have to seriously cut back their spending?” There was an uncomfortable pause. and I think you will like that even less. The entire world economy would collapse. followed by answers – from the Frenchman first. where your organizations attempt to destroy the Digital Economy. also to pay for their trucks and for the organization of their duties. Now. I hope I’m not wrong. accompanied by the cessation of one service after another. The central governments have something of an advantage at seizing financial assets. let me conclude: “I do not think you can get the Gamma people to turn around and go back. once a few free zones emerge. I described the damage I thought you could do. to adapt. you may wish to think about local government. I’ll begin with the latter. But this was only half of the story. faced with a choice of using their own money as they wish or having it forcibly removed from them. or perhaps the Muslims. To get firemen to show up and do their jobs you have to pay them. And. you will have to make difficult choices quickly. If current trends continue. try to crush private commerce. The Chinese could take over. but the local governments have an advantage in seizing real property. That means that you have two essential choices. the local governments will win these battles – at least for the most part.

gentlemen… Shall we?” With that. But it wouldn’t take much for a lot of them to turn against you. If you start hunting and killing them after they’ve passed that point. the ride back to the Maratime was quiet and polite. ******* Bill and Phillip sat at the café near the large meeting room. with 9mm automatic pistols. “I’m done. of course agreed. The security men were surprised and impressed. In addition. only to be separate. I suggest that you leave them alone. the purpose of which was to check on his security men. he had spent over an hour talking not only with his three plants. McCoy. This would obviously include Bill and Phillip. They asked Bill if they could meet Phillip. But if you come after our people with force. though very tense. they begin to comprehend just how perverse state servitude is. it’s usually only six or eight months before the fog begins to clear. Then. These men were armed. Phillip. He also spread the word that the guy he was with was the one who had written Soldier With Honor. McCoy had taken a walk early that morning. the security men could drag Phillip and Bill safely away before the others recovered consciousness. just how safe are we here?” 355 . they aren’t out to hurt you. Right now. In fact. they are likely to turn on you with a force that you don’t think possible.” The rest of the men joined them. “And my sincere thanks to whomever it was that chose such a wonderful establishment. enjoying a fine breakfast and amusing themselves by watching the parade of impressive people that walked by. and handcuffs. These fired an electromagnetic burst sufficient to stun any person within 20 meters of the devic e. or maybe even remain alive. Bill. or you can cause your own swift elimination. but with everyone in the room down. “So. Don’t piss them off. radios. Two of the security men had followed Phillip and McCoy to the restaurant the previous evening. but they have the ten million best and brightest on this planet. If you allow the Digital Economy to exist. “If you want to remain in power. You see. you are likely to keep your game going through at least your lifetimes. they had special stun grenades from Skunk 2. once they leave. followed by McCoy. You have great armies. and by naming them and their titles. pepper spray. you will drive them to destroy you. and set it up for the next morning. stood up and headed to the front of the restaurant. but with half a dozen friends or friends of friends – people he had known in the British military or in his Home Office days. and how deeply it affected their lives.“The truth is that you can either allow a slow devolution. as were all of the security men.

and they are thrilled that you are leaving the Presidents. and bankers to spend a bit of time with them.” “You realize. good morning. and are following us on our evening activities.” said Phillip.” “Strangely. The two were far better matched intellectually than any of the others at the dinner. Thank you. I think I believe you. diplomats. So. such a direct question to a diplomat is not asked. our people are quite well in place. But Phillip and the Frenchman had developed something of an unspoken understanding. I cannot comment authoritatively on the long-term.” “Good. I simply told the truth. I also know that another… different… group of men would like to see you this evening. it’s looking quite good.” “As always. Ambassador?” “For a moment.“Actually.” “Yes. getting back to safety.” As they finished their breakfast. But. Tomorrow. and certainly not answered. Some of the others.” ******* 356 . you said it correctly. “that we were not trying to maneuver anyone.” “Good. however think that you are… how is it that you Americans say… playing hardball?” “Yes.” “And your thoughts on them and on the evening confronting us?” “I think you shall find a quite different perspective than the one you faced last night. what are they going to do?” Under normal circumstances.” “You told them I wrote Soldier With Honor?” “I certainly did. That was one of my concerns going into the meeting. early. “Well. the French Ambassador from the previous night’s dinner walked by and stopped at their table. but I know that they reported quite quickly and completely to their organizations. “Of course. Donson. I’m taking you to greet the men. I like those guys. gentlemen. and I also told them that you’d spend some time with them tomorrow morning before breakfast.” “Would you like to have a seat. I must tell you that you made quite an impression at dinner. and a certain affinity developed. that sounds nice. Mr. Everything is going well. I hope we don’t need them.

Calculate the next ten years assuming a taxed economy. The two morning meetings covered satellite-based missile defense systems (with a wonderful panel discussion) and the possible development of China into a market economy. do you think those concerns are?” “You will please forgive my presumption of familiarity with your situation. This time McCoy answered most of the questions while Phillip listened. So. sir. Bill explained the various types of investment vehicles that existed in the cyber-world. getting rich of the efforts of the working man?” 357 . you pursue your own interests on one hand.” The table went stone silent after this statement.The meetings the second day were of the same exceptional quality as the first. all of these things exist now. old-money investors.” “So. made mental notes to do proper calculations later. Worthington. about venture finance in the Gamma markets. “whether it is your personal money or business money.” he said. At lunch. No one else would know. and had the good manners not to appear eager to consider the idea. and corporate executives. and I know how you’ve handled your affairs. of course. with several people at the table asking serious questions as to how the Digital Economy worked. but I have made a living as a financial consultant to a fair number of your peers. and if you would wish to partake of them. I always keep my clients’ names unmentioned. “And. and then make the same calculations assuming an untaxed economy.” One of the investors. Wealthy people are negatively portrayed continually. gentlemen. and about the significant rates of return that were achieved. investment returns and capital appreciation were frequently spectacular. You gentlemen don’t know me. “And what. though not necessarily one based on democracy. “Your most basic concerns are with your public image. then. The conversation was cordial. but I have done considerable work for some of your friends. I know your concerns. and you have come to accept this as a reality to which you must a dapt. while carefully cultivating your public images on the other. you could do so in complete privacy and anonymity. spoke up. He also explained that in a tax-free environment. an elderly man with an English accent. The difference will shock you. you do not hold that we are selfish manipulators. “Run the numbers for yourselves. Mr. “But let me go further. while they all did preliminary calculations in their heads. they sat with a group of Professors. but I assure you that you do associate with some of them.

there is no way for anyone to know who you are or how much money you have. Living in a mansion would identify you as rich. The second involved some rather arcane financial analysis. What choice do you have? Lenin showed you what happens when envy is fully unleashed—you and your families die quickly. by the way gentlemen. and said. “How much would you care to wager that I hear from three of them within the next month?” “Think so?” “Absolutely. took their last drinks of water. religious hatreds. And I fully understand that the people who are most vocal against you would do the same things if they were in your situations. you may do that as well. ethnic hatreds. but nothing in our world can identify you. but quite the minority. Bill leaned close to Phillip. It’s simply a matter of maximized survival. and they were both bored. you are trying to protect yourselves. but I’ve been doing business for three English Lords and five members of the Italian Senate for the past ten to fifteen years. Most of those people have secret bank accounts and secret investments. I understand.“Certainly not. and began heading to the meeting room. “That is why the Digital Economy is especially important to you. Your problem is that you are the obvious targets for humanity’s envy. I have known a few people in your situations who were malicious. but you do not have to. In our conversations. and all the others have no significance in a world of anonymity.” They all headed back to the meetings. Envy. There is no way of tracing a cyber identity to a physical identity. So. including cultural experiences. “And.” At this point. you cloak yourselves in the political causes of the average man and make sure that your public image is pristine and benevolent.” The first afternoon meeting covered the exceptional mobility of American culture – with an enormous number of people leaving the place of their birth and completing their lives in a distant place – and the effects of the same thing happening in a unified Europe. As they went. But as they did. my email address and web pages are noted on the roster. Should any of you have an interest in further discussion. the next meetings were about to begin and they all gathered their notes. unless you yourself give people clues. When some of you make political contributions in return for tax advantages. please feel free to look at the web pages. Bill concluded with one final comment. most of us do prefer to express our personal opinions. ******* 358 . And if you want to disguise your identity as something else. I’ve never told you this. then contact me privately.

Phillip was happy to see the Secretary walking over to him at the bar.” “Listen. but I’m not sure mos t of them really understood me.” He sat down a bit wearily. You held your own quite well with them.” “Oh. believe me. and that their systems are set to devolve into nothingness. Phillip. managers. yes. “Hello William.” “And what are you thinking of. If you do not. If they control the military. you have to give them a painless way out. to verify that no one would overhear their conversation.After the last meeting. You must make it easy for them to walk away. I heard all about your meeting last night. Well.” “Ah. “Well. or just the Digital Economy. fear mostly. If you do not. they will use them. Phillip went to the bar and Bill remained in the meeting room. But there are many ways that such a devolution could occur. and some are far better than others.” “Such as?” “Such as that they should think about moving into local government positions. and shop owners. The best and brightest are certainly joining you.” “Yeah. you may be correct. talking with whomever interested him. care for a drink?” “Thank you. but it is true. We have plenty of plumbers.” “Thank you. Bill and Phillip followed the same pattern as on the previous day. for whatever cause. William. That and anger. I didn’t tell that to the group last night. William looked around. “Scotch on the rocks. they will use any power they have… and I don’t think I have to tell you that such circumstances have unpleasant results. William?” “When people in power are to lose that power. they will use it. you may be right about the… what do you call it?” “Usually Gamma. if they control the courts. they will cling to their power till their dying breath. they understood some of the things you said quite well. that is what I expected. That means that when any government office has lost its support.” “And what kinds of reactions did it solicit from them?” “Oh.” 359 . then all the more certain that a devolution will occur.” “Thank you.” he said to the bartender.” “And plenty of middle class people as well. you must get someone to hire the office-holders and give them honorable jobs – a way out that does not cause them shame.

I didn’t do much this time. But please do not ever use my name. you misunderstand. we have both collective arrangements and even hierarchical arrangements.” “Absolutely agreed. I’m sure you were not. only to involuntary collective action.” “Then why were you laughing as you walked up?” “Oh.” “That would certainly be fine. They will pay.” “Oh. insurance funds.” “Excuse me. you know. that’s been your mission all day. but your analysis is compelling. how?” “By telling them what level of capital appreciation they can obtain there. I see your friend Bill is coming again.” “In God’s name. and brought them into the free world. Phillip. It could make great difficulties for me. Actually.” Phillip laughed gently. our people are deeply interested in the devolution of state power in the safest. you don’t… and you make a very good point. and the like.” “Very well. I’ll bet that he has arranged for you to meet a more interesting group of people this evening.” “Ah.” “And who do you think will hire me. And. “What did you do?” McCoy laughed. “Hello gentlemen!” Phillip was concerned.“No. No one was offended.” “Yeah. We have several legal defense funds. “No. I will be pleased to assist. We are not opposed to all collective action. but I was not trying to promote myself. believe me. “but are you saying that you just brought six of those men into your system?” “At least I think I have. Phillip? You don’t seem to have any collective arrangements at all. then. no.” William interjected. but they always end up being temporary and voluntary. A strategic initiative fund would operate similarly.” 360 . “No. Phillip. I think perhaps we will want to begin using your services. “What?” “Phillip. and put his hand on William’s shoulder. most orderly manner possible. you don’t trust me?” McCoy was enjoying the moment. don’t worry over it.” McCoy was smiling as he walked up. I think I just subverted half a dozen statists. I assure you that there are more than e nough concerned individuals to afford your services.

******* The dinner was held in an elegant and old private residence less than half an hour from the Maratime. After some time spent on more mundane matters. no?” William smiled. Dinner was exquisite. and the conversation was engaging.” “Very interesting. I think you know how 361 . Bill spoke up again. Donnelly. are concerned with the next few decades. I forgot to tell you.” “Yes. as they had expected. “And it’s really that good?” “Oh.” Phillip turned to William.” “Oh my.” They sat silently for a few moment. We. “Oh.” “And with whom. “You understand. we have another dinner set up. as I think I know who these people will be. We’re just supposed to meet in front at eight. at least she’s younger than me… it gets rather relative after a while.” They all laughed and headed back to their rooms to prepare for the evening’s events.William sat back and turned slightly to address them both at once. the discussion came around to the previous night’s dinner. to start with. tonight should be an interesting one for you. attorneys. I don’t know. “… or. The Federal Reserve Banker. nothing springs to mind. Donson. more or less. “is it this time?” “That’s a good question. absolutely. Then.” said Bill. Now. “Should be interesting. I have a young lady to meet for dinner later…” William paused. You’ll be honest as usual. addressed Phillip directly for the first time since their original introduction. that the people you shared dinner with last night are concerned with rather short-term things. “The President of the Federal Reserve Bank in Boston. turning serious again. I’ll leave you for the evening. and officials. But beyond that. and leaned closer. gentlemen. Dr. They’re another type of international player. Mr. how very interesting. and some of them will appreciate that while others won’t. “just let me know when you’re ready and we’ll tabulate the numbers. on the other hand.” said Bill.” “Any advice?” “No.” asked Phillip in a mock English accent. “I think you’ll find it very interesting. They won’t really try to bully you. as were a number of very significant retired businessmen. though they may try to win you to their cause. The banker was present.

please continue. democratic governments. but I still do not understand. “You are amused Mr.” asked an elderly man with an unusual English/Australian accent. I do not mean to discount you or your work. You are all independently wealthy and generally have huge amounts of capital at your disposal. “I think that you are as Dr. that would seem funny to you as well. you do what office-holders cannot do. So. This need is even greater in the largest of human endeavors. And no. None of you are beholden to elected office and your commitments to individual governments and officials are temporary at best.” “As you wish. You use these contacts to 362 . As I said. and laughed almost imperceptibly.” “And what do you think of us.” “Yes. “Well. but I find myself in a humorous position. I was thinking about the best way of explaining this. In addition to that. yes. if you had grown up on the streets of Brooklyn. I’m sorry.” Phillip smiled.” said the old man. Donnelly. and since we are in the positions to do so. many of the things you take for granted. with much effort. “Oh. “And if you don’t mind. Donnelly said. and nearly held their breath waiting for Phillip to continue. sir. thinking about all the conspiracy theory people. They are enslaved by popular opinion and are forced to consider policies that have short-term benefits and may lead to serious long-term hazards. and I had to discover. we have taken it upon ourselves. Mr.” The rest of the people at the table weren’t sure what to think of that statement. gentlemen. Donson. you must understand. you have vast wealth at your disposal to finance projects and ideas that you think are important. You influence people and events.” They looked at him. Donnelly said. “I’m sorry Mr.things sometimes work in big business – planning years in advance and pursuing opportunities that may take decades to play out. I suppose I’ll be blunt. Dr. I was laughing. that I was not born into the advantageous situations that you were. you have working relationships with almost all of the wealthiest families in the English-speaking world. and what they would trade for an opportunity to fill my seat this evening. I wasn’t done. don’t worry gentlemen. Dr. I do not believe that you are trying to secretly steal the wealth of the world. and I’m sure elsewhere. Someone has to plan for the future.” As Phillip paused for a moment. Am I close?” “Answered quite well. I understand who you are and what you do. You work behind the scenes to counteract the foolish acts of the popularity contest winners and seek the long-term benefit. a group of men concerned with the longterm aspects of democracy. not understanding. Along the way. Donson?” “Oh. having no one who could help me understand them. I ran across dozens of wild ideas that I had to sift through myself. Donson.

” “Yes. “Very well then.” “Please do. they are enslaved. They are penalized simply because they work hard to improve their lives. Am I correct?” “Yes. especially in molding popular moods. But yes. There is. I’m sure that’s true. I’ll be blunt.” “Oh. in so far as my writings continue my work. ‘opted out’ of the general political systems?” “For the most part. your desires are mostly benevolent. If you wish to purvey such an idea. another side of this issue. the top ten or twenty percent of productive people are slaves to the collective. Donnelly. as you say.” Dr. primarily. Donson?” “If you count all the people in the Digital Economy as awake. and for far too long. but you do have a point.extend your influence that much further. “As best I can tell. of course. the entire system will fail for economic reasons.” “And how many people have you woken up. Donson. Half of their earnings are taken from them. They conduct as many of their activities as possible outside of the system. I need a decade or two off. Mr. You act to improve life on earth. I am trying to wake people up. Mr. it’s that I was trying to wake people up. I’m retiring once I finish these meetings.” said Phillip. If this situation does not remain as it is. Donson. But with me personally. But you are saying that you want to use the hardestworking people as beasts of burden to keep a political system going. in what way?” “Like you. I don’t like saying it that way.” “I would not say it that way. Mr. I quite disagree. “You are trying to wake people up.” “Why not? Making the words sound less ugly will not change the reality. Donson.” “Very well. I’ve stretched myself far too thin. In the current system. at least that is your aim. Mr. I’d have to guess at least ten million. you must employ agents of influence in a dozen different areas. but they do work within it when necessary. If you provide a way out of the system for the top ten percent. and we want to keep it that way. And. Donnelly spoke again. let me address our concerns. if I may call you by your first name?” 363 .” “I understand Phillip. Dr. at least have the courage to face it honestly. and to avoid major negative consequences.” “We are very concerned about the long-term consequences of this. the consequences could put civilization back five hundred years.” “And these people have.” “Very well. now that we have that out of the way. however.

There’s one! Do you see the auto parts truck. They haven’t gotten what they wanted out of life and they are angry. Phillip. Timothy. and the driver?” Phillip had walked closer to the window. a commercial thoroughfare.” “Thank you. It was difficult to see well. Phillip. I quite disagree. cigarettes. and such individualism could lead us to breakdowns. that he did see the man. Anyone promising them vengeance and giving them someone to blame will have a million slavish followers tomorrow. the rest of the system will be unable to support itself. and into a third world war. I do dispute that characterization of their base state. and pulled the curtains open on a window that overlooked. If more than one or two things go wrong at once. there are millions of such people. I am Timothy. and nodded yes. That they must be managed… kept full of beer. What you are telling me. “I understand your argument. but when economies break down.” Donnelly rose from the table. at some distance. “As you know.” “Yes. Donnelly closed the curtains again. history says that you are a fool. The consequences would be dire and would long endure. is that these people cannot be left to their own devices.” “Very well. they become unstable. and television shows. and they went back to their seats as Donnelly began to talk.“Please do. What happens to this man if his mother’s check from the government stops coming? What if he loses the never-ending series of diversions from his unhappiness. That if they were not. Your system is far too individualistic. and has to confront it directly? Perhaps you have not studied history as deeply as we have Phillip. They’re right on the edge.” “And why not?” 364 . Let the current world systems break down and these people will be ready. Then how much benefit would come to your top ten percent?” Phillip’s expression was a sad half-grin. they could become angry mobs with minimal provocation. Timothy. You see the trucks down on the street. now look at the various delivery drivers in the trucks. I share your concern. but you are leaving out many pieces of the puzzle. but I do not agree. do you not?” “Yes. but the man looked to be in his later thirties and somewhat disheveled. “You make parallels with World War Two. but I do not agree. “If you pull out the top performers. people like that are easy marks for a charismatic leader.” “And how can you not? Do you dispute the state of people such as that man? If so.

right?” “Yes.” Donnelly was unhappy with the movement of the conversation. and I’d like to explain this to you a bit differently. Your numbers will fall short. Donson.” 365 . And I also believe that to have individuals make their own decisions is far more effective and beneficial than decisions being made by some central authority. who had earlier been speaking to him quietly. He can too. Phillip. I should say.” “And how can you convince me that not enough people would wake up?” “Because they are suckers for every new manipulation of advertisers and governments. thrust upon them. You see it every day. But you’re never going to get more than 20 or 30 percent. perhaps in his forties. If the percentage of people who listened to you ever approached 50. rose to the challenge of the Renaissance. You can improve enough people to destroy things. “Mr. you certainly have points to make. But you’ve got to understand. and they are not ready for self-rule. and that leaves them no room to grow. Drinks were poured all around and cigars distributed to those who wished them. that’s mainly true. I’m interested. but not enough to create a better world system.” His voice indicated that he was an American. but not enough to build something better. we study these people. They were seated on two magnificent leather chairs. but they won’t wake up. You said you wanted to wake people up. and suggested that they move into the front room for after-dinner drinks and cigars. Quite expertly. helped keep these people – in positions where decisions were either made for them. facing each other at angles. you’d have a chance. “Not at all. Growth requires trial and error. That’s enough to kill the current governments of the world. he nodded to a younger man. Phillip. if he had been left to make his own choices in life. with a low table in between.” “You and I have both spent time on American streets. the younger man drew Phillip off to one side for a private conversation. Now listen. Do you mind if I dispense with the polite speech of the older guys?” Phillip smiled. and we may even adopt some of them. That man’s ancestors. Phillip declined the cigar that was offered him then turned back to Blackstone. my name is Arthur Blackstone. You have kept these people – or.” “Good. probably from the west coast. In trying to eliminate pain. How different would the man in the truck be. not too long ago. As they went. including mistakes and pain. rather than being led by the nose through it? You want these people to be carefully managed. “Please. you also eliminate the direct confrontation with life that leads to learning. or where they were conditioned to make certain choices.“Because I believe that such people are capable of reason.

Phillip had found long ago that in such situations. try to fit your message of state servitude into this picture! These people spend all of their conscious lives either at workplaces that we oversee. They’re busy with the NBA playoffs. and they know no other. Phillip.“Those people. “but he is a careful thinker. Phillip. how could we really be serfs when prime time comedy and sports keep rolling along? There’s a new hit movie! Have you seen it? “Go ahead. I don’t care what kind of evidence you say you have – you’re an anomaly.” said Blackstone. You’re engaged in some sort of moral masturbation. You could give them the overwhelming evidence. and then to examine the arguments based upon their fundamentals. They will not wake up. he’s thinking about what I said. Phillip took a sip from his glass then placed it down on the table that sat between the two chairs. And even if things went very badly. “All the manipulators have to do is keep their pictures in front of them. “Not bad. and even thinking about you and your evidence bothers these folks – and they don’t want to be bothered. To them.” It took Blackstone longer than he had expected. Your pictures don’t fit in. but they’re not able to believe you. they’d keep coming back. They’re addicted. and began. and I don’t know what he’ll come up with next.” said Blackstone.” “Good. Joe Average d oesn’t give a damn whether you’re right or not. or watching TV shows that our best friends make. Donnelly had spotted him along the way. He wants you to go away. it was because he had previously thought the matter through at length. 366 . but Phillip had never been one of them. the ones who have no critical reasoning skills. For now. Hell. thinking about what Blackstone had said. They are conditioned to their bread-and-circus culture.” Arthur Blackstone sat back down across from Phillip. You are trying to interrupt Prime Time. it was best to sit back and review the arguments. Some people seemed to have a gift for coming up with fast answers. and asked how it went. The other men in the room were giving them space to continue their discussions uninterrupted. “we’ve got a place for him if he comes around. When he had a fast answer. with life as usual. and this week’s new mega-event! They own these people. Don’t you get it? Thinking about your evidence is a pain in the ass! They won’t do it… will never do it. with new TV shows. you can’t reach them. Phillip. “I should run to the men’s room. You are a bother to Joe Average. “I’ll give you a moment to think about it.” Phillip sat back in his chair. He gathered the various thoughts that had crossed his mind in a loose order. first to identify the primary factors involved. anyway. and remained silent while Phillip thought. those are the good times.” said Donnelly.

There are millions of government employees. they will shrink and devolve.“First of all. those are ideas that I put into cyberspace. And as for the essays. I have no problem with it.” Blackstone was about to say. and may in many cases commend it. however.” but he remembered what Phillip had said earlier – that making the words sound less ugly does not change the reality. If a man wishes to help someone. for their own good. I would not attempt to shut down the Digital Economy. I just gave them some confidence and filled a few blanks. I can’t stop that. I do want you to bullshit them. so. you like it blunt.” “And what was that?” “That I put the necessary thoughts into those people’s heads. Your earlier publications point directly to the essays and no one else’s do. there will be anarchy and mass death.” “Like hell you can’t!” “And how do you suppose I could stop the essays?” “By changing your theories… slowly. you have made a hugely inaccurate assumption. These people already had the basic ideas. The thoughts were already there. “Secondly. Get your head out of the conditioning factory and look at the real histories. No one else was thinking along those lines. If democratic governments fail. But I will not demand it. and your essays that brought people in.” “The hell. the governments you so love will not just crumble. “And how are you so sure that the essays are mine?” “Because no one else could have done it. “I wouldn’t put it that way. They took root on their own. That means that I would not demand that one man to make sacrifices for another. Phillip. When there is no ruler at all. you want me to bullshit them into compliance. you couldn’t! It was your theoretical work that put the system into motion.” Phillip laughed.” “Oh. of course… and bringing them around to the idea that they are better served by not destroying the current system. Arthur. yes. “Next. I do not hold one man’s need as a legitimate demand upon another. Because of that alone. but when there are competing rulers fighting for sole dominance. What you wrongly call ‘anarchy’ occurs not when there is no ruler. As for shutting them down. I couldn’t shut it down if I wanted to. I didn’t. and spread because of the individuals who were affected by them.” Phillip laughed.” “Fair enough. “All right. they were just afraid to admit it. there is usually relative peace. “What is it with you guys? You’ve all bought the same all-ornothing lie about governments. and they’re not going to all 367 .

Arthur. I will take my stand on that. They’ll adapt and hang on for a long time. and I’ll tell you why: “These ‘Joe Averages’ are not a lesser species than you and I. I know. “So. Their life experiences may differ. You see. they’re following you. And you want to take that away from them? They won’t give it up! Maybe they’ll figure out it’s a fraud a thousand years from now. but you are an extremely unusual case.” “And what of my ten million? Are they all as exceptional as I?” “No. and how this man was both criticizing Jim’s Shlomos and. They won’t wake up. can you?” “No I don’t. but for the moment you can’t help them. He thought of Jim’s story of the cemetery in Warsaw. and their conditioning certainly differs.” 368 .walk away at once. But when I finish. Phillip. flashing and making noise. their bullshit political parties. They’re not going to give them up because you tell them the truth. is that I will not bullshit people for you. “Oh.” Phillip was now getting angry. ‘reality matters. no matter how loud you yell.” “Good luck proving that. I’m going to tell you one last thing. but their essence is the same. maybe you’ll be able to understand it. I used to be a Joe Average. “All of your arguments center around the inability of the masses to escape from their mental chains. and maybe not. and their groundless mystical beliefs. then so be it. You are wrong. they’re not. “That’s about enough. Donson. the short answer. If the truth doesn’t work. Blackstone. Because. They are slaves to emotions that are placed in them by marketers. They hold to one party or another because it makes them feel like a good person. They don’t want to know any different! That would require effort – and they want to avoid effort at every possible point. they don’t care. at the same time. Let them have their farcical homelands. you’ll have heard my final answer. They’re just not up to it. they’ll tune you out Donson. but they get their self-esteem from their politics.’ and the reality is that they do not operate based on reason. They’ll keep their systems going as long as possible. And you are deeply mistaken in your view that Donnelly’s delivery driver and people like him can’t respond to my ideas. Not only are they absorbed in an entertainment culture. and I made it out. Look around and see! If it’s not in front of their face.” “You just can’t accept them as equals. you’ll say that living your way would be far easier. Blackstone. but only after they’ve expended a lot of effort to extract themselves from where they sit now.” “Yes. trying to prevent them from rising. If you can’t give them nearly-instant results. Period! End of story! Give it up. as you wrote. you’re too smart a guy to waste your time on them.

Blackstone. It took me years… decades… to make my way through the forest of obstacles. If you would call a car for me. Even when undertaken benevolently. only to do certain things faster and better. I can’t even imagine how much better life on earth would be if the great mass of humans actually used their minds appropriately. seemingly in deep sorrow.“No. and walked to Donnelly. and turned my hearing aid all the way up. “I sat in the right position. and that I somehow stayed on-course. that I found in front of me. rather than remaining as partially-thinking cogs in your machinery. Mr. “You certainly wouldn’t know the details. and I am as exceptional as you say. once I did get through. As they did. “I am done for the evening. that’s how they act.” Phillip rose. centralized control is contrary to human nature.” ******* Bill and Phillip stood silently at the front door. “I will not help you. I will use my abilities to honor and to assist your Joe Averages. both ancient and modern.” 369 . I was able to make it through to the other side while still reasonably young. but myself and one or two others will undermine them. I may know some of the actions you are referring to. and yields bitter fruit. Donson. “I heard your conversation. Donnelly. but it is not essentially what they are. “Then.” Phillip laughed. Blackstone. “Maybe you are right. Blackstone and Donnelly will oppose your system. Dr.” “In any event. I began to tell the others how to do it themselves and where the shortcuts were located. but so long as I am that guy. At the least. Mr. you should be left alone until more results are in…” The man trailed off. I listened to you carefully. How I ended up the one guy who could do this is still a wonder to me. I understand your position. Somehow. But my special talents have not allowed me to do things that the others couldn’t do. I’m sure Mr.” “Yes.” Phillip looked at him as if to say “How could you have?” The man smiled. the old man with the English/Australian accent walked up. but some of the acts of this organization – mostly before my time – were dead wrong. rather than allowing the power of those minds to be properly used. Now they are using my findings to make their own way through much more easily. Donson. “And let me tell you the real crime of your systems: They manage people’s minds. the difference is that I made the mental connections faster. I had to build knowledge upon knowledge. Blackstone will inform you as to the details of our conversation. waiting for a car to arrive. and I think you may be right. just like anyone else. and caused immense suffering. “That’s beautiful. sir.

I’d enjoy corresponding. hi.” “Good… I am pleased. ******* Phillip woke early and went with Bill to meet some of the soldiers who were providing security.” “Well. we’re going to have a very interesting meeting with the clergyman and his associates tonight.” The old man winked smartly. unless I’m mistaken. Bill stopped in at their suite to see when Phillip was coming back to the meetings. If you have anything 370 . Bill. Bill went into the meeting.” Phillip. He found Phillip asleep in his bed. Donson. Bill had turned to leave the room. wake up for a minute. Who was asking about me?” “Well… William… then one or two people from the last two nights. “We should make an unexpected exit this evening after our meeting.” Then the old man handed him a business card. what’s up?” “Phillip. Enjoy your rest. At lunch. “Say.” “Oh. And Bill…” Phillip fumbled for the remote control on the night stand. Why? You seem to be reading something important into this.“You are a wise man. but Phillip went back upstairs to nap. Then he turned on the television and spoke very quietly. I see. I got up and read for a while. Well. but if you send me instructions. and a clergyman of some sort. Are you going to skip the whole day?” “No. Have you been asleep all morning?” “No. and I would be honored to correspond.” “Uh… ? Oh. and walked away. By then I’m sure that we’ll have another offer for dinner. After about half an hour. and insisted on telling Phillip stories. on the outside chance that there were listening devices in the room. “Bill. I’ll tell that to the people who have been asking for you. Wait a minute. Bill dragged Phillip back inside. The soldiers who understood who Phillip was – perhaps a fifth of them – were thrilled. smiled.” The idea of people asking for him made Phillip think. I will certainly send you instructions. I had best be getting back before they think I’ve switched sides. “Yes sir. it’s lunch time. and to talk to William again at the bar. who had always had a special appreciation for old people. I’ll be back down for the last session. and said. They had Phillip autograph T-shirts with the quotations on them. Phillip. I didn’t catch his name. “I’m not especially good at using the Internet.” “Very well.

” ******* Phillip made his way to the hotel lobby mid-afternoon. dressed in a long black robe and priest’s collar. while trying to pay as much attention as possible to the young priest at the same time. “Some of my superiors would like to have a discussion with you this evening.” “Yes.” Phillip didn’t like the feeling of being ‘invited’ to a meeting with Church leaders.” “Yes?” “I am Father Forneaux. “And where would they like to meet?” “We have a private room reserved at the Heidelburg Restaurant in Bonn.” “I see. how are you enjoying the meetings?” “Oh. May I join you for a moment?” Phillip pulled one of the chairs away from the table. yes. he would ask the friend to ship the papers to him in Greece.” he thought. They understand their subjects thoroughly and also have the necessary skills to explain them in terms that are accessible to non-specialists. overnight it out now. Something about it seemed very ominous. “Please do. a young clergyman. Phillip watched the driver in his peripheral vision. also attending these meetings. and then just leave. “Ah. I especially appreciate the quality of the speakers.” “You are quite welcome. As he sat.important that you won’t want to carry on your person. and they asked me to find you and invite you. we’ll carry anything we need in our pockets. I know the drill. that is very nice. “So.” “Thank you. very well. Phillip then walked over to another café area and sipped a cappuccino while watching for the DHL truck. Donson. He wanted to be absolutely sure the papers made their way out of the hotel unmolested. But tell me. something he did fairly regularly. Mr. When he was ready. the DHL truck pulled up in front of the hotel. Donson. why were you looking for me?” The young priest smiled slightly. He put some of his papers into a shipping pouch and sent them off to the office of a friend in Spain. ten minutes before the regular DHL pickup. His cup of cappuccino provided a nice diversion while changing his focus from one to the other.” Just then.” “Yes. Mr. and said.” 371 . Father Forneaux. For our dinner tonight. “Perhaps it’s just hereditary. approached him.

“So.” “Very well. or they may see me as a very serious threat… I’m just not sure. ******* The last session of the day was on Islam again. you want to play it for the worst case scenario?” “Absolutely. I think it all depends on their estimation of me. I’ll look forward to it.” “Yes. I don’t know. This young priest was functioning as an errand boy. reliant on external hatreds for unity. McCoy and I will attend. and to say nothing. they both had fruit juice. I think they see me as a having some weight philosophically. “Thank you for agreeing to attend.“And at what time would you like to meet there?” “The reservation is at eight o’clock. but they were in no rush and didn’t mind the wait. and invited him to the dinner as well. Mr. Afterward. Bill. are you expecting some fireworks at the meeting tonight?” “I’m really not sure.” “Go ahead.” “So. They may think I’m a wild eccentric. Today. It took William longer than usual. then. I knew what to expect.” Phillip paused for a moment. I have an idea. He wanted to ask what subjects might be discussed. Phillip was able to see his package being loaded in the truck. The young priest had found Bill. and was relieved. but I’m not sure if it goes any further than that. I will see you there. It contained an Argentine passport in a false name. you may tell your superiors that Mr. “Phillip. Phillip. each silently thinking about the evening’s events and all the likely possibilities. to more open societies. This speaker expounded on a plan for a reasonable method of transition from Muslim dictatorships. For a long time they were content just to sit together.” 372 . and returned to sipping his cappuccino and feeling deeply uncomfortable about the evening that lay in front of him.” The bartender asked them for their orders. both Bill and Phillip walked out together and over to the bar. The priest stood up. Donson. With the other meetings. Just at that moment the DHL driver left the front desk for his truck.” answered Phillip. The two of them sat. but knew it would not provide him any further information. With this one.

do they think they’re sending me to Jesus’ representatives tonight?” William looked concerned for the first time. and spoke very quietly. and matched his secretive tone of voice. Bill! That’s our plan. luckily. William walked over. is that the word on the street?” “Yes. and that while religion is their public business. their private business is to direct the rulers of the earth – by a hundred techniques – into the paths they wish for them. After several more minutes. I checked. as if to say.” Again. I’m afraid so. on our way out. “So. Then. “You can relax. “So. He looked around.” Now William looked just as scared as before. He spoke in the same hushed tones. “or maybe you just think you know. except they can’t quite figure out what your hidden beliefs are. I’m afraid they don’t believe you on that score. I know. “I did a lot of studying. there may be things about the Church that you don’t know…” Phillip understood his concern. and went on. “Ah. We’ll just say we haven’t had much exercise and that we decided to walk. That they have amazing resources.” “So they think I’m addicted to power?” “No… worse. and make plans for them to pick us up at the restaurant – perhaps at ten o’clock – to go out drinking together. William. “Phillip. and that they wield more global influence than anyone would ever admit publicly. “How did you learn this?” Phillip tilted his head and spread his hands in a depreciating gesture. “I’m sorry. but with a bit of pain in his face.” “That’s brilliant. They think you are some unusual sort of politico-religious zealot. And we’ll have our blokes following as well.” Phillip smiled. Then. and put two and two together. They say that you’re so buried in your philosophy that you wouldn’t listen to Jesus Christ Himself. we end up walking out of the restaurant with a military escort.” William still looked concerned. “I know how deeply they are involved in world affairs. Phillip.” So. and it’s only a couple of kilometers. Phillip. That way. the boys who are making so many people worried. Phillip continued to keep his voice very low.” “Are they at least relieved that I’m retiring?” William smiled sadly. I was able to confirm it with some intelligence agents.“We should walk to the restaurant.” 373 . they sat in near silence. we hang out with the soldiers again.” They all laughed in pained tones. but with some additional confusion mixed-in.

But listen to me. you will be careful?” “Yes. And this team of analysts will be very. If they haven’t done it already. I have to leave in just a moment. McCoy.” William paused. I promise. Donson and Mr. very good. trying to convince himself that Phillip was telling him the truth… that he had figured this out by himself. They spoke to each other in half-monotones. and they have unlimited resources. searching his brain for any last things he should tell Phillip before he left. you are a genius. I must go now.” Phillip and Bill returned the pleasantries. I will. William. I am Monsignor Albino. He paused just a moment. Better for him that he should be surprised along with everyone else. Do let me know how it turns out. A complete record will be made of the evening’s events. Then he raised his eyes back to Phillip.William looked directly into Phillip’s eyes for just a moment. All right. Before I do. “In that case sir.” They shook hands. silently. “Mr. doing absolutely nothing but infiltrating your system. and they are very well educated indeed.” 374 .” “Yes. and Phillip and Bill both turned around on their bar stools.” “Good. and said. “I am pleased to meet you.” “Yes… good call.” ******* As the men sat at the bar. facing the front of the Maratime. “Remember. dropping his head halfway. a man who appeared to be a very senior clergyman approached.” “Thank you. they always have contingency plans. with their backs resting against the bar. none of the usual obligations. “They told me that you will join us for dinner this evening. you are welcome. and they will assign four or five men to analyze everything you say. “You thought it better not to tell him that we were leaving tonight?” “Yes. while looking straight ahead rather than at each other. including hundreds of millions of deeply faithful followers. Phillip. Phillip. will you?” “Yes. I have one more thing I need to say: Be very careful what you talk about tonight. their people have no wives and children. Remember.” William walked back toward the meeting rooms. they will find some young priests and order them to infiltrate your system. They’ll spend years if necessary.

John Huss. so he had simply continued the pattern. we wish to talk about your ideas. since the anti-self ideals act as substitutes.” “I am not seeking to defeat altruism and the others. Donson. but their inner natures are quite different. “Well. asked the clergyman. And this is not a minor issue. and unity with their lips. “Why should I go?” he asked himself. “I can see why so many people are concerned about you. Would you care to give me some idea of the subject matter?” “May I join you?”.” The Monsignor was silent for quite a while. that they do not match reality.” said Phillip. and I already know far more about them than they’d ever admit. Phillip and Bill sat silently. your ideas have a certain uniqueness and simplicity to them. Mr. That is only true in a certain sense. he was preparing to walk into their council. Donson. I am sure they do. But although they may learn to pretend quite well. “but I am quite lost as to what you would like to talk about. These truths having been told. Those are quite opposite to what almost the whole world believes. “Of course. “You have turned morality upside down in your teachings. His reason for going was inertia. But until then. and the desire to bless. He had gone to the other meetings. and are therefore false. their true natures do not agree. then finally spoke. integrity. “Mr. my reason for going…” He stopped. and are fraudulent as they are commonly used. Donson. But your statement is not precisely correct. and countless others. selflessness. willingly. They sat. I understand. and inducing the clergyman to continue. and tend to displace authentic virtues such as self-acknowledgment. thinking that they are supposed to.” Phillip continued. And again. leaving a slightly uncomfortable pause. Good afternoon.” Phillip didn’t respond.” said McCoy. Wycliffe.” “And how is it not? I have read your work. You are opposed to selflessness. you disdain unity. I think we will enjoy our discussions this evening. my work is done.” “Very well. That is.” “Yes. Again. only to tell the truth that they are misstatements.” “Bill?” 375 . Phillip began thinking about how many men with new ideas had been called before the councils of ‘concerned’ Church leaders. Now. Mr. Galileo. you are quite at war with altruism. “Not good enough!” he said to himself sternly. “You also said that my writings are opposed to what almost all the world believes. as he motioned them all to a group of chairs a few meters away. and such ideas concern us. People do service to altruism. They pretend to believe in those things. “They know everything they’re going to know about me.” The clergyman stood and walked away.“Yes. I must undertake other activities. understanding.

He was thinking of Farber. (More later. which is an old. I know. and to cancel the operation. and one man said something about a conversation with Mr.” Now Phillip laughed. were cutting class. August 23. let’s get the hell out of here. to email a report to him. The facility was closed to all other patrons from 19:00 to closing.“Uh-huh?” “Aside from simple inertia. ******* Surveillance: Heidelburg Restaurant. Germany. we’ve got two-and-a-half hours before they’re going to start looking for us. Can you think of a good reason?” “Ahh… no.) The private party (all clergy) arrived in three limousines at 19:45 They entered the private room. They caught the first train out. “Screw ‘em. leaving no trace. not understanding what he meant. Bill. very secure structure. “Come on. “Nothing to gain?” he would say. Ten clergymen gathered in a private room at the restaurant.” McCoy looked at him quizzically. they caught a passing taxi and went to the Cologne train station. 2-storey brick building. A few blocks later. Phillip. As usual. it’s rather been your game here.” “Yes. they purchased their tickets with cash.” They picked up the best cigars available at the hotel store and lit them in celebration as they walked out the door. but we were able to understand some of the conversation. Bonn. and his unassailable locker-room logic. details unclear. why are we going tonight?” “I’m not sure. We were able to place one wireless listening device at the entrance of the dinning room prior to all early patrons being removed. Donson. “Ditch ‘em!” Phillip stood up. They exchanged greetings with a few soldiers and walked down the street. 376 . I can’t. McCoy called his three men from the train station and told them to conduct surveillance at the Heidelburg Restaurant. headed to Milan. Transmission quality was not good. Let’s go catch a train.

To bring Gamma people back. They phoned the hotel and could not find you. To assign their best people to this work. 2. There was further conversation about your whereabouts. 3. but main points were as follows: 1. but we could not understand it. Donson had not arrived. 6. 100. they became concerned that you and Mr. 5. then to expose such a flaw as if it were the only thing that mattered. step by step. and they began to discuss how to undermine Mr. Donson’s ideas. To develop a network of friends in Gamma circles. Donson would not show up. thus repelling ‘uninfected’ people from it. 4. At 22:44 the group left the restaurant and returned to Hotel Maratime. 377 . i stinctive ideas that n supported traditional beliefs. into traditional thinking. To fill any gaps in the philosophy with simple. but that in time they would succeed. they ordered their food. At 20:30. To make the philosophy seem very complicated and difficult to understand. (Numbers were mentioned: 50. but we could not ascertain which they agreed upon. To do this by arguing publicly and continuously over the most arcane and difficult portions of the philosophy… to artificially complicate them as required. They suggested that this may take several decades. That these people should inject the ideas that support Church and state interests. That they should identify every exception and any inconsistency in the philosophy. details were difficult to perceive.At about 20:10.) Also that these people would have complete cooperation at every level. As mentioned earlier. to turn these people into leading voices. they said that you and Mr. and ate. 200. At 21:03.

” she said. It also made border-crossing surveillance too expensive to maintain. She tried not to call Julia too often. It was close enough to several larger towns to provide a the services they needed.” Frances missed Julia. called on their cell phones. So far. James and Frances had found this town a few years earlier and talked about going there to a number of people in Prague. “I want to create my own. Frances had refused to show up until tourist season was over. The vast majority of them had not attended. None of this was lost on the Skunk teams. was contagious. They had other means of self-protection as well. there was no need for this. Some of them had attended and a number of them now committed themselves to ‘riding shotgun’ for the festivals. But now she had a bit of time on her hands. but the very concept of such events. but rented it out for a year and went from Prague to an Italian town on the Mediterranean called Marina di Massa. they randomly flooded the systems with so much useless data that the systems did not operate. One group provided aerosol tranquilizers.” ******* “Julia. ******* ‘Prague Spring’ had energized the Gamma communities. of such a style of living. and she was also concerned about her. but it would be foolish to be unprepared. People now looked for opportunities to gather. Frances and James kept the house in Lisse. End Report. when are you going to come see us? It’s been something like two years. would swarm around and use their sprays to drop the policemen. a dozen others.arriving at 22:57. “I don’t want their pre-packaged fun. but it was quite possible that there would be hundreds. This could be done for days on end if a number of Gamma people needed to get in or out of some place undetected. They arrived in Marina di Massa in mid-September. Rather than shutting them down altogether. They weren’t sure how many people would show up. something gave her the impression that it would be better that way. and she wanted to understand what was 378 . The Hunters were infiltrating every border-control computer they could. so that if one person was accosted by police. and ll surrounded by other small resort towns to spread their visibility.

She and James had tried repeatedly to get her to visit. “Jim. In many ways. but I just saw her on-line two minutes ago. can I call you back later?” “Sure. yeah. I’ll be there by the first of the year.” Frances almost jumped away from the changing table. and took her to the changing table. I think I can come soon. picked up Jessica. Julia. For a moment.” She hung up the phone. There was an element to Julia’s medical career that she didn’t understand. they really belonged together. Julia and Phillip. She didn’t even write very often.going on inside of Julia. “But what path?” Frances wondered. “Well. I need to talk to Anna… do you have their phone number?” “Well. I should take care of the baby. “would you please take over for me here?” It took him a couple of seconds. I’m very pleased. I’ll see you then. She understood that Julia had always wanted to be a doctor. though I still have a few loose ends to clean up. She kept thinking about Julia. Jessica cried. Frances.” she hollered across the hall.” Just then. Julia was traveling her own path.” she said. Jim took over for her. “Go! I’m sure she’s still there. I’m not sure. She wondered whether there could be any resolution to the situation. Finishing her medical degree and residency had been important to Julia for reasons that eluded her. It was only a dirty diaper. for now. but kept one hand on the baby. Certainly it wasn’t her problem to fix.” “I promise. “Uh. I suppose so. they constantly irritated each other. or whether it was simply a lost cause. “I should be here all day today. It might be more difficult later. and in others. “Oh. but she was so focused on it these past years that she had done almost nothing else. but she did care about both of these people.” Frances ran. Something important?” “Yeah. 379 . “Have you still got the programs up?” He laughed. to no avail. “Oh.” “Great.” “So you’re done with everything you needed to do?” “Well.” Frances was relieved. Julia. too fast. We’re going to be here on the Italian coast all winter. if a lot of people showed up here in Italy like they had in Prague. but that seemed too much. she wanted to convince Julia to move to Europe and join them. Frances. And I really want you to see my kids.

FA: Listen. Let me know as soon as you decide anything. I’ll talk to Larry and see what we can do. thanks. He’s received offers from two virtual Universities recently . But when the situations are more mundane. My mom and dad get along wonderfully when they have a single focus. they would be an excellent choice. go ahead. FA: Cool. and the most interesting people are starting to come through now. 380 . If you needed two people to save you in an emergency. It was always that way.******* FA: Anna. they seem to grate on each other. What are the core issues? ADH: All right. Jim is always adamant that I shouldn’t meddle in such things (and I agree… mostly). Well. and we have the beaches all to ourselves. ADH: OK. ADH: Wow.one of them a very respectable name. FA: Explain that last part please. there are Etruscan sites nearby (not to mention Roman ruins everywhere). OK. There are grand adventures to be had for the kids. ADH: LOL. Great wine is cheap here. FA: OK. but I really do want to understand this. You know how Dad is always coming up with new ideas. FA: Well. you still here? ADH: Hey Frances! How are you? FA: Very well. FA: Anna. don’t get your hopes too high… we’ll see. We pull a couple of American style grills out to the beach most nights and we’ve invented all sorts of meals. ADH: Tell me about where you are now. If he took one of those offers… but. what subject? FA: Ummm… your parents. it seems to me that in some ways they really belong together. ADH: Sure. the stars are vivid. and endless expeditions to be taken. Anna. and is overwhelmingly passionate about them. you are correct. But when they are together. you should come if you can. The place is deserted now. I have some questions for you. ADH: Absolutely. Dad always pushes Mom too far. Am I wrong? ADH: No. let me try to help you with this.

I remember my mom making nice meals. He wouldn’t be the oddball there. And. saying thank you. eat. and going directly back to work. FA: Please. Let’s see how I can put this in terms that will resonate with you… OK… Imagine yourself being married to a genius economist who is also the best writer you know. not in the usual sense. Now. but his basic nature is so different. but you should see him when he’s working on new ideas. FA: How. And your dad’s perspective on this? ADH: Mostly that Mom was being unreasonable. I think so. let me give you an example of this. Dad just isn’t wired that way. and really appreciate the meal. He eats and sleeps. ADH: Well. couple that with some childhood difficulties that left you with an inferiority wound. He appreciates the meal. but Mom comes from a more traditional background where the husband’s duty is to sit.FA: Right. there’s nothing really wrong about that. He comes up with every new idea before you can get close to it. and him either missing them altogether (“you guys go ahead and start. It left Mom feeling grossly unappreciated. ADH: Ha! I think we were twelve and thirteen at the time! ADH: OK. ADH: Rachel and I once decided that Dad really should have been born in the future. ADH: Right. but only because he needs to. I’ll be in soon”). That’s the picture. This kind of thing happened a lot. he has this overflowing passion. eating. ADH: You know that Dad can be something of an ascetic. Dad can be pretty difficult to live with. of course. And Mom shouldn’t have gotten together with Dad until she was older and independently accomplished. How would that feel? FA: Pretty bad. Is this making sense? FA: Yeah. FA: I see. this is too much for Mom. different? 381 . His passions overwhelm and displace the more mundane things of life: Things that most people (including Mom) find comfort in. or sitting. FA: Huh? ADH: Well. He quite understood her concerns and tried to accommodate them. but ordering out would do just as well. FA: Smart kids. ADH: Anyway.

FA: Huh. “Why should your happiness be destroyed by something like that?” I remember him saying. I should get back to the kids now. I got an email from him yesterday. and she smiled back. I think Mom needs her space. ADH: L8r. where is your dad now? He seems to have retired as promised. If he had to prove it with things… well… in his mind. Kind of regrouping after the twenty-five-year Dad Storm.” 382 . ADH: (Laughing again.” “You mean beside the eighteen hours a day you spend on the kids?” He smiled. FA: OK.holidays for example . And what sort of project might this one be?” “I think I’m going to make Julia rich and famous. Get this: He’s doing a slow motion tour of health spas in eastern Europe. I’m taking on a project. ADH: Good. To him. it’s as if he’d be selling out to traditions and obligations that should have died out centuries ago. but he felt it was a fraud to ‘prove’ his love by giving her gifts. But mainly the same. that was insulting to both of them. Anna. Thanks. “You know what I mean.) Yeah. of course I do. but a bit less animated… as if his attention has turned inward… or something like that. Not in a while. ******* “Jim. Let me know what you come up with.he just can’t do it. I think they’ve only seen each other a couple of times since your wedding. FA: Now I’m laughing. FA: Absolutely. He was in Bulgaria. He obviously loved Mom. FA: I’m beginning to see w hat you mean… Have they seen each other recently? ADH: Not really.ADH: When he tires to care about man-made obligations . “Yes. you helped a lot. smart guy!” He laughed. Are you planning anything for my folks? FA: Starting to… for your mom. Speaking of. How does he sound? ADH: As always. ADH: My pleasure.

******* On October 5th. James. the Free Soul web pages posted a headline stating that Prester John had retired.” She paused. and went to her computer to make some notes. Agreed?” “Agreed. “Frances. which I think she does. That’s their set of problems to work out… and a very complicated set of problems. but it is the way most of us are.” Jim looked very doubtful. What I should have said was that I’m going to make myself available to Julia.” “Okay. Then she hugged him.” “Okay… you want to tell me why?” “Yes. So she can stand next to Phillip on even ground. I don’t know if they’ll ever want to get back together again. If you just provide things to her.” “Listen.” “But only if she asks. I might add. Jim. but I do want to make it possible. Within two hours. And until Julia feels like she can stand on the same level as Phillip. Of course.” “Good. Aside from the news of the retirement. It has to be within her.” Frances stopped. There is a certain amount of self-esteem that people really do get from other people’s approval. Jim! Maybe enjoying acclaim is fine. I’m not going to be afraid of Julia getting public attention. Frances. “Perhaps that’s the problem with it. the note was on four other web sites. J im. “… although I wouldn’t want to see Julia rely on that…” James watched silently as her mind took a step forward. I can see your point. “That’s a good point. you are correct. If she wants to do important and noteworthy things. I don’t want to meddle in their relationship.” she said. but it will never be external things that can make Julia feel that way. and to help. only if she asks. that can’t happen. Oh. That would make sense!” James smiled. Frances. “I’m sorry. one more thing. Otherwise you can ruin the whole thing. Perhaps that’s not ideal. “What?” “You heard me. I want to see Julia getting huge accolades and money. but needing it is not. she’ll never get the inner strength you’re talking about. Two hours later she called Julia and talked for a long time. I’ll be there to encourage her. which was a surprise to most who read it.” “All right. and wasn’t terribly clear.He looked at her in wonder. But I am going to be available. the text went on to 383 . then laughed at herself. laid the baby down.” “Thank you. I was being a bit dramatic. Well done.

And so it seemed that Phillip’s act of leaving pulled these people in. she and the children made projects of gathering pieces of driftwood on the beach. long-term investments and had four moneymanagers competing with each other for a larger share of his portfolio. but their paths were set. and fashioning them into wonderful tables. to be enjoyed with family. little else interested him. Again. On many days. ******* James Farber sat on the deserted beach at Marina di Massa almost every morning. This one would also have an effect. He had done his part. it was a full page. benches. by some unseen mechanism drawing them from their previous lives into something grander. and that all was well with him. On November 3rd. He had moved all of his assets into safe. It is said that nature abhors a vacuum. He wondered where this would lead. Most of them didn’t think of it that way. doing a little bit of writing. and with ideas that he cared about. and whatever came of it was fine. his original essay was rerun in the Wall Street Journal. they committed themselves to the future of humanity. one month later than the two-year anniversary date he had planned. so different was it from his habit of the past thirty-some years. At the bottom of the page. On November 2nd. He felt strangely about this. but also had a strange sort of resignation about it. Perhaps he would do more in the future. when his statements came in. alternately playing with his children and working on his new essay. and playing hostess to the stream of interesting people that were coming to Marina di Massa. in the Financial Times. His only interest in world affairs now was keeping track of wars and oppression. It would be months before most of them would begin to put new ideas together and longer before many of those ideas matured. the new essay ran in the Journal. This required attention only once per month. On October 6th. friends. and in the Times of London. and help to create a better world for themselves and for their descendants. a note indicated that there would be a new essay the next day. 384 . So long as he could avoid those. but he felt no compulsion. several dozen widely-scattered people became intellectuals. which was not what he had expected. They decided that they would study. analyze. But he also felt liberated by it… as if he had stepped away from a wearing struggle. In most ways he and Frances were separating themselves from daily contact with world affairs. but predominantly on the more enterprising types of young people.say that PJ was writing a public explanation of the reasons for his retirement. He didn’t even check the news much anymore. Frances spent her time taking care of the children. paid for from one of the few remaining bank accounts in his real name. but somewhere in their psyches. His life was his own now.

And. almost always. No better education. sitting on the beach during winter. and would generally return the favor later. While the weather wasn’t very cold by North American standards. There didn’t seem to be any pattern to the activity. They used these for offices and meeting rooms. More than once. while another group would stay on the beaches.ornaments. and some imagination. changing packs. algebra and geometry by noted mathematicians. could have been found. and taught them their school lessons. By the time spring approached. these children – and there were many families with children here – were taught arithmetic. illustrating concepts with pebbles. On one day. Seeds were planted in these children that would later mature wonderfully. all the same day. both her own and others. a few nails or screws. On the other hand. The children formed moveable. ******* The phone line from rural Greece to rural Canada was surprisingly good. and writing by professional authors. economics by University Professors. and mixed seamlessly with the adults whenever they wished to. groups of adults would take trips to Roma or Firenze for a few nights. Michael had obtained the phone number of the little Inn from McCoy. There may also be astronomy lessons at night. cleaned. just people walking or driving from beach to beach. learning either from each other. science by top physicists. As a result. None of this was organized. where people wearing warm clothing were coming and going. and music lessons. pleased the locals immensely. and called to check in 385 . from a parent. Other times. Frequently. and wine racks… making their beach beautiful. a great number of the Gamma people took short-term leases on stores that were closed for the winter. landlords were competing for the next year’s off-season leases and trying to make sure that these people – whoever they were – would come back. playing. there were almost always responsible adults watching at a distance. she sat on the beach with children. people passing by would offer to help. sailing lessons. a Nobel Laureate sat in the sand. Those with children would leave them with friends. And when they wanted to play with the other children. The people who taught did so because they got enjoyment from it. All that was required was some glue. One group of the children might go there. at any price. This. surrounded by a dozen children. the locals thought these people must be quite mad. This had never happened in living memory. there would be a trip to nearby ruins. or from capable teachers who passed by. The natives of Marina di Massa were shocked that the beaches were active. of course. What made it truly spectacular was that these teachers were doing this for love of learning… for their love of improving children. and talking. cooking. The children cooked.

except that ‘eating well’ should include vitamins. I am enjoying the rest. I think she’s going to get out of the US finally. Phillip had finished his spa tour. and so on. sufficient protein. but aside from that. concerned for his health. and loving it. a couple of my grand kids are going to visit soon. way too far. she called the other day. for the first time in his life. that sounds perfect…Hear anything from Julia?” “Yeah. and it means that you pushed yourself way. He knew that his perpetual over-extension had put him at risk. but I think it will be a while before I unwind enough to locate myself. Would you like me to send you a list of specifics?” “Yes.” “And how are you feeling?” He laughed. please. he would follow it precisely. He knew that his information was the best available. I will do that. Michael was completely serious. and that unless he had strong reason to do otherwise. minerals. Eat well. McCoy was here a few days ago. sometimes twelve hours a day. I think I’m just unwinding. nice and quiet. and be sure to get enough sex. I just can’t tell.” “I’ll get it to you right away.” “Thanks.” “So. Mike. Anything else?” “No. Does that make any sense to you?” “Yes it does. We’ll see. and I’m going to go visit Jim and Frances before too long. it’s been quiet?” “Uh huh. But I do have a few things on my calendar. it’s strange. It was winter now. “So. “Well. he felt that all his reserves had been depleted.” Phillip trusted Michael’s opinion implicitly. Michael?” “Just what you’re doing. “All right. are you enjoying retirement?” “Yeah. I’m doing nothing. I’ve been sleeping like a teenager.” Most people mentioning sex would joke about it. Do you think you guys will start spending more time together now?” “You know.” Over the past two years Phillip had become. Mike. “What would you recommend I do. 386 .on Phillip. tell me.” “Such as?” “Oh. keep sleeping.” “Good.” “Good. Phillip. Although he was not sick. and settled into a small Greek resort town.

there was silence on the other end of the phone line. I’m here… … hold on a minute…” Phillip sounded desperately busy doing something.” he said to himself. I can take that road… short trips down that road… day hikes only. “I can’t go down that road.” Michael waited for about half a minute. Michael. such as moving and speaking. the brain handles physical inputs differently than it does abstract inputs. I don’t. Michael. listening to Phillip mutter to himself. “I need to get this on paper. “Phillip? Are you there?” Michael heard commotion in the background. “Phillip?” He heard a voice that must have been several feet away from the telephone handset. and George is doing some part-time supervision. lots of things. “No.” Phillip was desperately serious. And his work is really very interesting. Finally. Do you remember Mark Twain’s definition of faith?” Phillip’s pause was not nearly long enough for Michael to say. I can’t forget this one.” “Really? I remember when Moreno guest-lectured at UC. But Phillip didn’t respond.“So. I’ve been getting very eclectic. and then to respond. what have you been working on? I want to know. me too. You know we sold-off the Breakers company.” “Yeah.” Michael paused for a moment to let Phillip absorb the idea. c’mon Michael.” “So.” “Okay.” 387 .” “Yes! That’s it! Hang on while I write this down. listen to this. but then he abruptly stopped. “I’m retired now.” “Right. not to mention shockingly effective at times.” “Yeah. I’m impressed. Physical inputs are generally taken with more gravity. feeling a big idea coming on. say that again… that last part about inputs. He really impressed me.” “Gosh. I’ve been thinking about why the physical actions of the psychodrama technique were more effective than ‘the talking cure.” Phillip laughed hard. what are the interesting things you’ve been looking into?” “Well.” His mind paused as he felt something else bubbling up in it. And now that my new book is in print.” “And… I’ve got a free lifetime pass to all of their research projects. Phillip. although I’ve been drawn more and more to Moreno’s old work in Psychodrama. Michael began to worry that something was terribly wrong on Phillip’s end. “Good negotiating. “All right Michael. “Okay Michael. but then he remembered… Phillip was coming up with a new idea. “No. I just can’t take on any new projects.” Phillip noticed himself getting excited about Michael’s work. Phillip picked the phone back up. “Yeah.’ And it seems as though the brain deals with abstract inputs – such as ideas denominated in words – differently that it does physical inputs.

one way or another. And for most people that’s true.” “Thank you Michael my friend. remembering why he was retired. It feels like it is your proper place to make demands upon the universe. You were generally left with the thought. but it would certainly be an altered sort of consciousness. “What is it Phillip?” “Music! This could explain music’s powerful impact on people. okay? I’m retired. P. He latched onto a new idea with a seemingly primal force. it could be important. The mixing of auditory input – a physical stimulus – with the abstract inputs of sound movements and lyrics. Michael. Phillip. “ So… what if ‘faith’ – and the Greek term is ‘persuasion’ – what if the real faith is when the brain is persuaded to treat abstract inputs in the same was as it treats physical inputs… to run abstract impulses through the physical circuitry? I’m not sure exactly what the results would be. or something. Then he purposely cleared the subject from his thoughts (‘retiring it’ was the image that passed through his mind) and took a nap. P. I’m getting ahead of myself here. I’ve experienced it several times. but it could be important. see you soon. and printed out 388 . time told that Phillip was on to something.” Phillip paused. “All right. usually. so much so that it was hard to tell whether he was an ecstatic genius or simply a madman. I’m going to write this up a little bit better. Ciao. Phillip wrote his notes and emailed them to Michael within the hour.” And. but Michael was not. you are a genius.” “No problem. or to follow up yourself. you’ve just given me the key: The brain handles physical inputs differently than it does abstract inputs… almost as if the two used different circuitry.” It was frequently that way with Phillip.” “Oh. like a creative force. “In any event. then send you my notes. “Well. Okay. time will tell.” Phillip was obviously clear in his own mind about this. and why it was the right thing to do. But after that. and maybe follow the reasoning a bit…” Phillip stopped again.” “Okay.“Twain joked that faith was believing in something you know isn’t so. and perhaps it would open up new channels of the intellect. hell yeah. Oh. I’m going to spend a few minutes on this. All right. “So… ?” Phillip’s voice dropped in pitch. but there’s another kind of faith. it’s up to you to post them on the Internet. I’m sorry Michael. Maybe it’s only an explanation of how superstition works… which would be important by itself… but what if it is a way to open new or forgotten mental abilities?” “I don’t know. He woke later that day. this could be rich. Michael. It feels like a heightened state of consciousness. I’ll make sure they are distributed.

That is your own job. But I also worked myself far too hard. hopefully. sometimes. Then he showered. At least ten years. You have to live on your own. and perhaps the rest of my life. dressed. It has been a couple of months now. I can tell that I have damaged myself. But in either case. I am not willing to continue down that road. All that is fine. which had just arrived. So. and. but you needed me to retire as well. the early Tango market. In addition to this. and. the Digital Economy needs me to retire. if I am considered a leader. to make them easily-understood. it is my duty to remove myself. and taking on the most difficult projects. people will begin to rely upon me. I have played a rather central role in the development of the Gamma markets. Also to look for a Spanish woman he had met a few days earlier. and went to town to buy ingredients. Leaders. and no one else’s. As you know. I certainly hope so. Not only did I need to retire. striving against huge obstacles. and in forming the philosophy behind these ventures. And. Let me explain: I have spent nearly my whole life working very hard. I have studied other men who have been similarly motivated. I think that I stopped before I did permanent damage – that I will recover. rather than rising to challenges on their own.Michael’s nutritional instructions. My real job was to put important ideas in front of you. especially charismatic leaders. But if I hang around. and I do enjoy appreciation. My essays have been widely distributed and quoted. I am taking a long time off. I was compelled to do these things. truthfully. ******* To all my friends: I suppose that most of you already know that I have retired. Although my health has remained. I am glad that I did most of them. For whatever reason. and I am very happy with my decision. It has never been my place to lead you and guide you. in mental health. provide a way for people to avoid living themselves and to live vicariously 389 . and they all paid a severe price in physical health.

• Stay with your principles. Make of them what you will: • Your life is far too important not to be lived. you give the law of unintended consequences room to operate. don’t just apply the words ‘good’ or ‘bad’ to something. and strengths. if in fact you ever really did. That gets ugly in a hurry. with me out of the way. These are mostly scattered pieces from my notes that never got published and that seem worthy. All of this being said. I have plenty of friends that I keep in touch with. Remember that once people leave their pursuit of the high and great. Once you deviate from them. • Learn to think about primary factors and to avoid categorization. For example. not as objects that fit in certain categories. keep improving. Accept no substitutes. to think on their own. to vigorously use all of your talents. And. Other people will step up and do my work. passions.through the leader. to revel in what you do and can do. But my days as a serious player are over. • Keep thinking. to do it forcefully: To be. go deeper. • Choose to experience your own life unrestrainedly. keep creating. just as I stepped up to follow those who preceded me. without apology. I do not want to come anywhere close to that. those people will be forced to come up with their own new ideas. You truly are better without me. to expand their consciousness. 390 . and consider the benefits and harms caused by the thing in question. abilities. I do not want to leave the impression that I will never be heard of again. there are a few ideas I want to leave you with. to move forward without guilt or shame. Know things for what they truly are. and be leery of delays. they are left to define their happiness by comparison with their neighbors. You don’t need me anymore. to open new territory. and I will certainly be buying and selling in Gamma.

If you cannot replace the cloak with something better. Do not think that simply removing the bindings will be enough. This will occur incrementally. as most people seek. People born into worse situations (to illiterate families. Remember also that some of this was purely chance. and as we eliminate mystical and false standards of morality. seeing more clearly means that you will perceive not only wonderful new things you can do. to violent families. Do not break the damaged person. Don’t demean them. but it also means that you get full credit for every good thing you do. heal them. • You have many powerful enemies. We will be happy about ourselves and what we do. Most of us in the Digital Economy have been less damaged than average. • The freer you get. This will not happen instantly or without some pain. as we re-value and improve ourselves. And. • Remember that the dominant culture of the 20th Century featured a continual effort to locate. • Remember that the errors of logic and psychology you rightly oppose are necessary for some people. It will take time for people to get over this. there will be no need for embarrassment. That scares many people. leave them alone until you can. Do not simply take away their cloak. • Remember that we have all been negatively affected by life on Earth. the more clearly you will see and understand life. Like the bound feet of ancient Chinese women. Good was frequently dismissed simply because it was good.• There is no purpose of life. • When we become truly healthy. We have all been damaged to one extent or another. there will be significant 391 . • Be valiant for the truth. for the first time. our souls have been bound by a backwards morality. The only meaning to your life is the meaning you give it. to drug-addicted families) may not escape their damage as quickly as we have. You will also recognize. no need for shame. glorify and manipulate the basest aspects of human nature. They are the cloak that protects them from things too painful to face. some very unpleasant things that are difficult to bear.

though the process may require significant effort. and fear that you will never be able to reach greatness. and not a minor one. We may always remake ourselves. know that you may always do things to make greatness possible for others. Remember that I have loved you. But a warping of the soul is not as permanent as the warping of bones. • If you have been deeply damaged. PJ 392 . And know that this too is a form of greatness.adjustment involved.

Appendix A This appendix contains articles. Rationalize anything you want. epidemics. guess how your descendants are going to think about our generation in a few hundred years! Unless you can break with the clamor of popular opinions. and notes that are referred to in the text. and nonstop emotional misery. All of the social. isn’t it time to question the rules we’ve been living under? At some point. They were composed by the author during the writing of this book. Look at our history: 6000 years of wars. and will look as archaic as praying to the gods of wind and rain. shouldn’t it become obvious? How much misery do you need before you start to ask hard questions? Shall I recite statistics to you of how many millions of people were violently killed in the past century? How many millions were starved to death by the authorities that ruled them? How many people – probably billions – who are emotionally damaged to the point of reduced function? What will 393 . and political norms that people now hold dear will some day be gone. famines. essays. Most people submitted to this useless and frequently harmful treatment without question. to make cuts in various parts of their bodies and to drain blood from them. sexual. Would you have been one of them? What do you think of the bleeders? Does it seem to you that they were from a primitive and ignorant age? Well. but most people are living in ways that will be pitied by future generations. Dear God. ******* THE GOSPEL OF RADICALISM BY: PRESTER JOHN Just a few hundred years ago it was a standard medical practice to bleed sick people. The fashion of this world will pass away. And it will not be missed. you are doomed to that fate.

if you had never ventured beyond the borders of the swamp. Also. After a while. The powers that be make sport of ruining people who venture too far out of bounds. not to live. Why? Because we’ve been conditioned only to exist. We are afraid to venture too far out. yet we remain stagnant. so we stay safe. My favorite analogy is that of living in a swamp. and that compliance with it will keep you screwedup. more 394 . We have natures that are suited to high adventure. mentally. uncomfortable. I hoped to convince you that the world is massively screwed-up. Why the urge to sit quietly? Why the fear of movement and expressiveness? Why the paralyzing fear of being different? Wake up! Don’t be satisfied to merely exist. but if you have lived in one all of your life. yet we have been wallowing in abject poverty – physically. almost all of the great social arguments of our time revolve around organizing life in the swamp for maximum survival. yet it can be survivable. We are essentially unlimited creatures. Safety is a fine thing to choose when you are five years old. The swamp stinks and it is host to an abundance of dangerous animals. we learned not to buck the system. and eventually to find a safe place within the social order. then reinforced during many years of compulsory training. but not when you are grown! Your life is too valuable not to be lived. and spiritually. But there is a far simpler. Live! ******* THE ALLEGORY OF THE SWAMP BY: PRESTER JOHN Swamps are smelly. If you tried to imagine life outside of the swamp. it seems normal to you. If I am correct. you would have no mental images to draw upon. In my last essay (The Gospel of Radicalism). Not exactly a nice place to live. By virtue of being a healthy human. you would have no idea that anything better existed. you have what seems to be unlimited potential.it take? Are you in so deep a fog that you will never question whether something is fundamentally wrong? Humanity in our time remains in infancy. and ignore our selves in the process. That conditioning was imposed upon us as weak children. and full of dangers. but not impossible to live in either.

They may be miserable. you’ll have to leave the swamp. your children and grandchildren will end up in a stinking danger zone. I don’t know if I can make it much simpler than that. thousands and sometimes millions of people are butchered every year in wars. The truth is that most people will do almost anything rather than this. If you are not willing to pay that price. If you want to get to a better place. the swamp feels normal to you. Or. but it requires things that most people don’t want to do: To think rigorously and to try truly new things. you’ll remain sitting with the masses. If the 20th Century could teach us anything. And so. and try to stake out a bearably uncomfortable spot. You’ll have to put two and two together. There’s only one way out of this mess. we will have to fly in defiance of our feelings. Sure. certainly emotional damage is endemic. 395 . but you don’t think anything exists beyond the borders of the swamp. You’ve noticed the smell. no matter how many leaders and their “New Plans” promise you otherwise. Right now. and you are afraid of the unknown. do you? Ten million Germans felt just fine about murdering all the Jews of Europe.elegant answer: Leave the swamp. Unless you can find answers that don’t seem right. and they do not believe another world could exist. However. maybe not. Your choice. you’ll have to leave the familiar place. There aren’t any shortcuts. and do it doggedly. people always say “Oh yeah. the world is desperately confusing and unstable. So they sit. half a nation of Turks felt fine about murdering a million Armenian women and children.) The only way to find such answers is getting down to objective facts. But it is the world they know. you may be able to avoid some of the emotional damage. and think. It may be that you’ll be able to avoid the killing. experimenting. they sit back down in the swamp. How did we rise out of starvation? By hard thinking. and seeing where they logically lead. to get out of this. but they will not move. You have no feeling for anything else. you’d already be out of the swamp. when such an idea is proposed. and go where?” They have no ideas of what any other type of life would look like. But if you ever want to get away from the smell and the killing. No. you’ll never get out. it is that reliance upon feelings is the most dangerous of foundations. and you can fill in the blanks for a hundred other slaughters. In any event. And if you are lucky. (If the correct answers seemed right to you. and you’ve seen the crocodiles and snakes kill people. Y don’t suppose that ou we could get out of this mess by using feelings. Smell and killing are the nature of the swamp – they will not change. figure them out for yourself. if you want to escape the smell and the carnage. and allowing human energy – the energy of correct thought followed by action – to operate without constraint. The same thing applies to a hundred other examples. You want the smell and the killing to stop. and yes.

because it does not. and it never works.******* PJ’s Q & A (#1) Q: Prester. Do you want to make the world a more beautiful place? Wonderful. How can you leave doing things for others entirely out of the picture? No selfless deeds? Sounds like hell to me. It is contrary to human nature. Choosing not to use other people wrongly – to treat them well and to be benevolent – that is not selfless. And don’t think that it comes from the Bible. It is what you do that makes it good or bad. not tried to do it ‘as best I could. You are doing this because it makes you feel good. And do you know what? It’s a fraud. Using selflessness as the definition of good is a scam. it is dishonest. but you are doing it for yourself. I’ve done the “selfless” thing. It is a doctrine that contradicts human nature. you are upholding your self.’ I did it full-out. You are being the opposite of selfless. You think it is worthwhile to birth some kindness into the world. When you are making the world better. using the phrase ‘doing things for others’ creates confusion. you are founding your version of good and bad upon self-interest. And I mean that I have really done it. with all my strength. based upon your selfunderstanding of what being treated wrongly is like. Then you’ll know the truth of the matter. Let me tell you something. too. Seminary Steve A: Steve: First of all. You are honoring your 396 . Who you do something for does not make an action good or bad. The people who have really lived altruistically are either in deep guilt over their inner inability to enjoy it. This commandment is built entirely upon self-interest. You do it because you value the people you are helping. It may make other people feel good. and without self-interest it has no meaning at all. If you don’t believe me. But really do it! No half-hearted attempts – you go give it everything you’ve got. go do it. ‘Loving your neighbor as yourself’ assumes that you first love yourself. It has never worked and it never will. That includes giving to charity and nursing the sick. or have realized that it is BS. unless we someday become a race of hive-bound robots. But don’t ever think you are being selfless. That is an expression of integrity. Everything people do is for self-interest. go do it! Go live completely altruistically – do everything for others.

Again. even if man’s nature were flawed.own love of beauty. you are working to bring your version of goodness into being. don’t ever feel bad about doing good to yourself! PJ ******* PJ’s Q & A (#2) Q: Prester. that is exactly what science does. As I see it.” So. so I want to give you a couple of things to think about: When man was in the Garden of Eden. there is only one thing ever mentioned about their thinking: “and they were not ashamed. I know you are a seminary student. doesn’t it follow that it is not a reliable guide. In fact.) BUT. you go back to self-reference to establish goodness. or even opposed to. we can discover truths that we were initially blind to. reason. the only thing we know about 397 . Most men’s actions are obviously flawed. you are making a couple of assumptions that I do not. You are to be commended for sticking with it until you are convinced otherwise.” (Yes. isn’t man’s nature flawed? All the evil we see every day should at least tell us that. I can’t argue with you about the scripture that says “love your neighbor as yourself. Seminary Steve A: Steve: Please don’t ever think that I’d like you to disregard your own judgment. and peace. that does not mean that he could not use other tools to ascertain the true and the good. I suppose you’ll think I’m not willing to let go of this subject… and I suppose you’re right. And if human nature is flawed. Steve. By careful observation. Take credit for the good you do! And unless you are doing it at someone else’s expense. though I’ve never had it pointed out to me before. I really think I am correct. and that a definition of goodness must come from somewhere outside of flawed man? I know I sound like I’m challenging you here. Next. I do not think that man’s nature is necessarily flawed. Be proud of what you are doing! Don’t degrade yourself to say that the only good you can do is when you get your evil self into some sort of coma! It’s a lie. life. but not necessarily their natures. First. that is built on self-interest. but that’s not my only point. and verification.

did believe that his nature was sufficient. But they could have grown and matured into being “as Gods. by nature. Someone once said. Interesting. and had said that everything he made was “very good. Reaching some sort of comfort level with this situation is difficult but important. unsettled.” Adam and Eve decided that their natures were insufficient to be equal with God. If our natures are not automatically bad – but if we nonetheless treat them as if they are bad – wouldn’t that lead to a host of problems and mistakes? If a man did believe in the sufficiency of his own nature. They were wrong.” Were they fully developed? No. no? There is obviously a great deal to be said about the Bible’s story of the fall of man. though it lead to death.” They were.” I can understand this feeling and I expect that many of you 398 . That’s the sad truth. Jesus. reality is difficult. and frequently more than people are capable of handling. what would he be like? What would it feel like to be completely unashamed? PJ ******* REALITY IS DIFFICULT BY: PRESTER JOHN Yes. complex. suited to such growth. The serpent says that if they eat the fruit. Life is sloppy. But Adam and Eve’s big mistake comes before they eat the fruit. Remember now the line in Phillipians where Paul says that Jesus “did not think it robbery to be equal with God. and they didn’t need the fruit of the tree in order to get it. on the other hand. But God had made them in his own image. They erred when they judged their own natures to be insufficient. “Any clear way. is better than the tangle of uncertainty.the inner life of someone living in paradise is that they are not ashamed. then it may well be the mistrusting and devaluing of one’s own nature that causes the evils that we see around us every day. they will be as Gods. Adam’s mistake was to undervalue his nature. If this is correct.

Sometimes a clear choice would be the greatest blessing in the world. and evil will be obvious. and will not be simple any time soon. but I can’t. Real life doesn’t give this to us often. were at least 399 . Good will be obvious. Again. I’m sorry. We generally try to put every major concept into a category. The world is not simple. who. I’m sorry. I spent a lot of time going over Bible texts. And no one is going to ride in and save you from uncertainty. Many of us would gladly face death to know for sure that we were doing purely what is good. I wish I could give you a fast. but for now there is no magic fix – it’s just too hard sometimes. and probably a would-be dictator. have frequently led to scapegoating. The promise of simplicity is appealing. Maybe someday we can learn to handle this better. and you’ll fail. good and evil will be clearly distinguishable. From time to time. Be thankful if you have a family that cares for you. and to keep it there. and work to clear their minds of contradictions. Their reason is that during these expected times. The people who were nice yesterday might be hateful tomorrow. Pretending that things are simple won’t help. Trying to see it that way requires errors of logic and purposefully ignoring or devaluing many things. but it is false. Life is complicated and uncertain. and deal with it as best you can. but this befalls us all. Get used to it. Almost all humans are uncomfortable with unsettled ideas. and sometimes to genocide. Notice that deeply religious people will even pray for “the time of the end. The world we live in is a confusing and difficult place. It’s hard for all of us. especially of problems.) Even though I no longer think that those texts were inspired by an omnipotent creator. if not always finding the right answers. Anyone seeming to is a liar. (And I do mean a lot of time. easy fix for this situation. ******* COVETOUSNESS AND REVALUING THE SELF BY: PRESTER JOHN During my years as a rabid follower of Jesus. I’m sorry. Simple explanations. I do recognize that they were written by a lot of very insightful guys. Pick friends who strengthen you and who will help you in a low moment. Sometimes it will be too difficult for you to handle.can also. but that is the truth.” knowing that they would likely be killed during that time. we all need a little help.

We learned it from our parents and associates. if those obstacles didn’t exist.asking the right questions. it remains your problem to fix. Thus. who learned it from theirs. But that falls significantly short of the real meaning. Covetousness has to do with something deeper. it happens unto you. It means that you should analyze your own self-image and refuse to act on a low or negative estimation of yourself. “according to your estimation. This does not mean that you should become arrogant and fake. (There’s another very interesting Bible passage that literally translated says. you are naming your own value. having devalued your self is not your fault. Do you think that you have the ability to create what you want to out of life? Now. and sometimes insurmountable obstacles. This hurt them so badly that they became apathetic.”) No. valuable of themselves. would you have the built-in ability to create what you want? Let me provide some background on this by giving you a very literal translation of a passage from the Bible (Ephesians) that seems to refer to what happened after the famed episode in the Garden of Eden. beginning just after man was ejected: “They went plodding through life in the ineffectiveness of their consciousness. they became non-participants in the divine life. Most people think it meant something like envy. By wanting to hold on to more than you’ve made. you are judging yourself as incapable of making it yourself. This will be slow process.” The exact rendering of the word “covetousness” here would be “more-hold. 400 . and in that state. These ideas have pervaded all generations and groups of men throughout recorded history. and toiled in a reverse catharsis. difficulties. when you sell out (reach a point where the money is good enough for you to sell your honor). This finds application in myriad ways. deserving and expectant of pleasure. with covetousness. But though it is not your fault. But. The solution is to revalue yourself. Covetousness is one of those old words that was little-understood even in the old days.” That is. The stream of their consciousness was dimmed by the solidification and desensitizing of their core. are not covetous. We were all born into this. they sought to hold more than they had created on their own. We all know that the world is fraught with traps. and must seize it by fraud. I’m not asking you if you have actually done this. and difficult at times. gave up control of themselves. and have accepted a devalued self-estimation. with valuing ourselves. All of us have been touched by covetousness in one way or another (probably in many ways). One of the things I discovered in my studies was the real meaning and significance of covetousness. since covetousness presupposes that you cannot get what you want by your own virtues. People who conceive of themselves as worthy of good things. The point of this discussion is that all humans of our era must fight to revalue themselves. And so.

Remember that sacrificing truth and honor to what seems immediately necessary is based upon either a low estimation of yourself. the individual seeks an improved situation. Yes. 401 . People who would never fall for such a scam in business are able to overlook the ‘something for nothing’ aspect of unity because the transfer payments are obfuscated by the group’s unfathomable size. This is the idea that if we could all just be completely unified. it is in individuality. and are more powerful than we have understood. all evidence leads to the opposite conclusion: If anything approaching magic is to be found. all our needs would be met. old myth. ******* THE UNITY IDEAL BY: PRESTER JOHN It seems that almost every political or religious philosophy holds to what I call the Unity Ideal. Unity implies that everything can melt into one. Work on it. The Unity ideal is infantile and needy. untapped power would spring into action… . It’ll take time. and there are stories supporting it in most of the holy books and national myths. Certainly this is an old. But it is not true.or something along these lines. obstacles in front of you. By embracing unity. either by virtues supplied by others or by some special magic that will spring forth if we just submerge our individuality a little bit more. In fact. An idol. there may be difficult. every problem would whither away. Unity is a false god. It is false. I’m sorry friends. or – only occasionally – upon truly impossible obstacles. People who embrace it hope to cover their personal deficits – without having to face those deficits – either by magic or at the expense of the collective. The unity ideal is a spiritualized dream of getting something for nothing. or even impossible. but that does not change your basic abilities – they are there. but work on it. but there is no unity magic.By virtue of being a living human. you have immense capabilities. so there is no reason to feel like your deficits are made up for by others – your deficits are supplied by an unseen God once you all start to melt together.

Where collective ideals (such as all melting into one) have had the upper hand. then strong social grouping may alter the functioning of consciousness. (“I have known three drunks.) But regardless of my unproven personal hypothesis. and all of them were Spaniards. and I certainly don’t have the time to prove it empirically. all drunks are Spaniards. and invention have defined the times. diluting or devolving it.) If this is true at all. But like all such things. We then say “the entire ocean is the realm of fishes. is called inductive logic. prosperity. Then. it can be applied negatively as well as positively. (That’s nothing but my observation. For example. this serves us well. stated in reverse. as applied to thinking. where does the unity ideal stand? Nowhere – It is a false god. humanity has slowly sunk toward an animal level of existence.Where individuality has had the upper hand.” Inductive logic – mental pattern-finding – while useful for hunches or hypotheses – is never acceptable as proof. we see fish in the ocean again. the greater the ability of its consciousness. at some distant location. Pattern-finding. So. In most areas of life. It pumps your emotions. growth. This is the process of beginning with specific information and extending it to a general conclusion.”) 402 . ******* MYSTERY BY: PRESTER JOHN Humans have a predisposition toward pattern-seeking. And I should add that a group of humans ‘acting as one’ has never been maintained except by force and by terror. Consciousness seems to organize itself into the minimal sustainable unit. but it does not save. even if only temporarily. swimming in the ocean near our home. therefore. we observe fish. or. (This might help to explain the madness of crowds. into the maximum sustainable concentration. it is clear that the more individual the unit.

By finding a plausible pattern.Mystery is an excuse to believe in inductive logic. an error that has been used against honest men and women for millennia. if only as a coping mechanism. a fallacy of inductive logic can be used to save the individual from things he/she would rather not face. The truth is that the only way any monopoly has ever endured has been through state force. People addicted to it learn not to actually live. There are few of us who do not share an inability to face certain things. it is people. But also like morphine. people use the money. or are not allowed to actively live. When people do not actively live (as opposed to simply existing). Go look it up and see. the healthy one must die. Now. If circumstances prevent you from ever experiencing the thrill of true discovery for yourself. As this mentality spreads. No. people operate the machines. I’ll let you in on the big secret: The real ‘means of production’ is not money and machines. I am trying to point out an error that has caused great harm. But people like it. Money and machines are simply tools. Feeling anti-capitalist. The stories you’ve heard are half true and selectively chosen for their emotional impact. an error that we can eliminate. it displaces competing ways of thinking and living. to accept it as proof. PJ’s Q & A (#3) PJ: You obviously believe in unregulated commerce. and I think there are none of us who have not made such an error. or at least minimize. mystery is usually present. 403 . a glitch in the programming. And please believe me. Mystery is a sort of mental shunt. various mysteries safeguarding them from responsibilities and from reality. Then. Feeling: You are afraid of a ghost story. This situation becomes critically destructive when one healthy person does somehow emerge in their midst. as Marx thought. and we aren’t strong enough to resist. But doesn’t that make it simple for Robber Barons and their monopolies to take over the world? Big corporations can do whatever they want. Mystery provides an emotional boost that can be quite welcome in certain situations. I am not trying to condemn. They get an emotional boost from it. I am not trying to criticize people for making this error. Free markets destroy monopolies quite well. mystery can soothe the mental agony of slavery. It is useful for bypassing or explaining unpleasant aspects of reality. Like a sort of morphine. People create the machines. then referring to a mysterious or super-rational force as a catalyst. it is a cruel drug. The person who is capable of loving reality and loving life creates more contradiction than can be borne by the others. for the comfort and sanity of the many. mystery provides a similar emotional boost. akin to the thrill of discovery.

It is the thinking man that is the real means of production. And ownership of this man is everywhere in the hands of a monopoly. In virtually every place on this planet, a monopoly of rulers owns the production of the people. They take their percentage of all production, and make the rules of the producers’ lives. And, I should add, governments make possible the monopolies and sweetheart deals that you rightly despise. These are the real culprits, not the free market. So, if my explanation is correct, then it is governments that are the sole owners of the means of production; each with their own territorial monopoly. Most everything bad that Marx attributed to the owner of the means of production, applies, not to business owners, but to the rulers who enforce financial sovereignty over a territory. Thus the true class warfare is not between men of varying degrees of wealth, but between the men who wish to control the lives and goods of others, and men who wish merely to be left alone to tend to their own lives. PJ PS: For those of you who study such things, Marx’s errant economic thought begins with a mistake in the Labor Theory of Value. It is not mere labor that adds value to land or material, it is intelligently-applied labor. It is not just the value of sweat, but the value of creativity and intelligence as well; the later generally being the more important part.

WHAT IS “GOOD?”
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The defining of good and evil is of considerable importance, and few people have ever done it in a way that is understandable and which matches reality. Here it is in four easy steps: 1. Inanimate objects such as rocks, water, and air exist on their own. 2. Living organisms must act in order to survive. 3. If a living organism ceases to act (and act correctly), it dies. The elements that contained the life remain, but the life itself ceases to exist. 4. Therefore, the “good” for a living organism is that which furthers its survival and improvement. Life – whatever it is – is not just the matter contained in our bodies. If we die, the matter making up our bodies remains, but the ‘life’ disappears. It is gone. The same thing happens to animals, the same to plants. If the organism does not act, it dies. So, to any living thing, the ‘good’ is an action that preserves and enhances its life.
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Every action is known by its consequences: What causes benefit is ‘good;’ what causes harm is ‘bad.’ This is the principle of good and evil, and it need be no more complicated than that. Now, if you want rules of conduct, then it becomes difficult. The world is complex, and any given action may have many consequences, frequently both beneficial and harmful. Correctly defining a rule is almost impossible, since the situations in which it will be applied may be infinite. Is ‘good’ a selfish concept? In the classical definition of that word, yes. Unfortunately, hack intellectuals have turned the word ‘selfish’ into a synonym for ‘destructively greedy,’ so for now it’s better to say ‘self-interest.’ Yes, good is based upon self-interest. Always has been, always will be. Sure, there are a hundred kneejerk challenges to such a statement, but they all come up short. For instance: “So, I’ll just shoot you and take your money – that’ll be better for me!” These are intellectually silly, although they seem emotionally potent to most of us. Will you really be better off with my hundred dollars, but with all my friends (and every righteous man) chasing after you? Not likely. If you project self-interest over a long period of time, you will find that it differs very little from traditional ideas of morality, such as the Ten Commandments. Analyze this for yourself, and see if it is right. Now, I’d like to go back to an important phrase I used in step number three: “act correctly.” Running around in a circle is certainly an action, but it would not be a “correct” action if your goal was to grow enough food to feed your children. Correct action produces the desired results. Anything else is “incorrect action.” So, how do we humans find the correct actions – the actions that lead to our survival and growth? Animals are born with instincts that guide them in getting the food they need for survival. Humans are not. We are born with no protective furs or armors, with no claws, without ripping teeth. Animals are automatically equipped for survival upon this planet. We are not. Our bodies are functional, but they alone are grossly illprepared for survival. A naked, insane man in the wilderness dies quickly. Nature births animals into the world complete with all the tools and instincts of survival. Nature births humans into the world with minimal means of survival, save their minds. We must rise heroically above nature in order to survive. To do this, we must use our minds, and use them correctly. Nothing else works.

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CORRECT THINKING
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You don’t have to think if you don’t want to. You can dial it down, and just observe and react if you prefer. A lot of people do, you know. They watch what’s going on, and even react to it (usually by recalling slogans that they’ve stashed away in their brains), but they seldom analyze things. Instead, they simply follow the dominant opinions of their place and time. In some ways, it’s easier, and you can do that if you’d like. Not that I recommend it. All sorts of unpleasant things can happen to you when your reasoning is turned off, but that is not my point right now. These essays will not be popular among authorities and rulers. I tell you now that many people will reject these ideas and ridicule them. But are they true? That you alone must decide. And you must decide by examining the ideas, comparing them to reality, and seeing if they hold up. These ideas will not fit in with most political, religious, or social mythologies. If those things are important to you, forget about my stuff, it will only cause you trouble. But are they true? Don’t ask someone else to figure it out for you. There are no short-cuts that work. If these ideas interest you, then you must find out if they are true, and you can only do that by testing the ideas yourself. Intimidation is your enemy, and serves only to shut down your mind. Don’t take my word for it. Don’t take anybody’s word. Figure it out for yourself. *******

How To Know Things:
1. Observe things. 2. Form an explanation for what you observe. 3. Test your explanation.

How To Develop New Things:
1. Observe things. 2. Arrive at an explanation of what you observe. 3. Extend your explanation. (Extrapolate.) 4. Test your extrapolation.

Short version of developing new things:
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1. Begin with one or more things you know. 2. Extrapolate. 3. Test your extrapolations. No shortcuts are allowed. Hunches are fine for extrapolations, but may never be substituted for tests.

The Lessons of Reality:
1. The universe is comprehensible. (If not, you couldn’t tie your shoes, much less fly an airplane.) No, we don’t understand everything in the universe now, but given enough time, we might. 2. All humans pursue happiness. 3. Happiness is subjective. 4. Perceptions may vary, facts do not. 5. Perceiving reality is better than avoiding it. 6. Cause always precedes effect.

F ARBER’S F IRST ESSAY
It began with rogue traders and the merchants of Venice. They really didn’t know what they were building or how it would work. They merely struggled for the betterment of themselves and their families. It began to break out when the deep superstition of the middle ages cracked open under the strain of new philosophies and religious ideas. It found room to thrive wherever new and wild vistas were found. It expanded with each discovery of far-off new lands. It made its home everywhere the old order was broken up and fresh starts were being made. It took a firm root in America and flourished there for over a hundred years. Never again, where history is recorded, will there be any question as to whether or not it works. “It,” is the great discovery of the modern era: the positive-sum game. It is the liberation of human energy to do its appropriate job. It is the operation of creation, using the only counter-entropic force we have: free human energy. You can see it work everywhere from the research lab, to the front office, to the construction site. It is what drives the entrepreneur to develop and produce a new product or service, and it is what gives the construction worker pride when his skill
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overcomes a difficult problem, turning his blueprints into a functional structure. Why is the construction worker proud, and why does the entrepreneur exult? Because they have done the one thing that all humans have the impulse to do – to create something good that would not have been otherwise. Human energy is the great creative force in the world. Without it, things tend to entropy. (As the second law of thermodynamics states, “closed systems tend to entropy.”) Without active and creative human energy, everything goes back to an animal level of existence. This human energy does not function by obedience and compulsion – it cannot, no matter how many rulers wish it were otherwise. Look at the command economies of the dead socialist world; within several decades their occupants were reduced to an animal existence. Look at the millennia when constrained people lived at the pleasure of their Kings, seeking permissions from their rulers to live and work. They continually starved and died. Things began to change only when freelance merchants began living according to their own minds and braking away from the permissions of their rulers. When human energy is free to move, creativity goes wild; as do motivation, happiness, and the accumulation of wealth. When it is restrained, the descent to animal existence takes over again. The discovery of this fact is what differentiates us from the middle ages, and not much else. Do you think the people who lived in those dark times were inherently less intelligent than we are? They were not! You and I are their direct descendants, not many generations removed. We are essentially the same. The term positive-sum game signifies that this system creates more than the sum of its parts. The only real magic – human energy – creates more than it started with. Take some raw materials that are of themselves are of little worth, and when you add human creativity you can create vehic les, computers, and space ships. The materials themselves have been around since the creation of the earth, if they could have turned into something great of themselves they would have done it long ago. But they cannot – it is only when humans manipulate them according to their own ideas that they gain any real value. Thus, five dollars worth of materials becomes a product worth thousands of dollars. They who do not play the positive-sum game instinctively fall back into being motivated by envy. Ultimately, they find reasons to feel that “there are only so many pieces of the pie.” This is the seed of destruction. The next thing they say is “if you have a bigger piece of the pie, then someone else has to have less.” That is a zero-sum game – the idea that nothing is really created, just moved from one hand to another. Not only is it false, but it is also the credo of every envious looter who speaks of ‘fairness’ and ‘equal distribution of wealth,’ but who secretly hopes to get a share of the wealth held by others.
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The real controversy of our time is this: Is human energy allowed to work in the world, or will it be tied down? The miserable experiment of communism has taught the world’s rulers that the positive-sum game is necessary. So, their plan now is to allow human energy to work, but to siphon off as much wealth as possible without killing it all together. We productive people are carrying the governments of the world upon our backs. Are they worth half of our efforts – half of our lives? They take half of our earnings away from us continually by a vast web of taxes, fees and regulations – for what benefit? “To help the poor,” they say, and clamorously infer that if you disagree you are a heartless and dangerous person, and further that all will despise you. But if our money is forcibly taken from us, is not the state robbing us? Any dictionary will tell you that this is so, but it is considered poor form to say so – even to consider it. And are the poor better off? Certainly some of our money goes to the poor (although most is eaten up in the bureaucracy). This feeds their bellies insufficiently, while at the same time locking them into a life of dependence that wages an unending war upon their souls. Is that a good thing? Are the poor better off for this robbing of producers and living in a state of dependency? Many of you will gasp, and reel in shock that I would challenge the respectability and honor of your tradition, and you fear to let yourselves consider my case. You have come up against someone who does not share in your conspiracy of compliance. You must either turn away from these subjects or face the prospect of becoming a radical, and of people saying bad things about you. Are you angry? If so, it is not because I am wrong. If that were the case, you would simply turn away. You are angry because I am ill-mannered enough to bring up subjects that you wish to avoid. My ideas bother you. When they come up, you divert your mind to pat phrases like, “that is the price we pay for our society.” You dodge reason, and shunt your thoughts away in order to keep your mental comfort level. You do not face these ideas head-on because you are afraid of them – you are afraid that you might have to agree with them. And then you would have to face the choice either to be a hero or to be a coward. I stood one evening in IBM Plaza in Chicago, looking over the river-front skyline as the sun sank in the southwest, and realized that the towering monuments to human effort in front of me were the results of the positive sum game run at only half-speed. Chicago was wild and open from the 1830s through the 1890s. Then, slowly, the curbs and limits were imposed by do-gooder government and collectivist types. These inevitably slowed the workings of a city that had been, as one writer said, ‘geared for giants.’ But the restraints were not enough to stop the positive-sum game – only enough to slow it down. The Chicago skyline I watched was the result of the positive-sum game being played at half-speed, yet its results were awesome. I thought about what might have been if it were allowed to operate unfettered. And then I thought of the greatest
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example of the positive-sum gave during my lifetime – Hong Kong. It went from rice fields to the grandest city of the east in one generation – an explosion of unrestrained human energy. What things we have been deprived of! What glorious accomplishments aborted and still-born! And now our recent explosion of technology has become the target of bureaucrats world-wide. Where will we go from here? Will the positive-sum game once again be strangled, or will it migrate to new and open lands? But! Moving to a new land will be a problem, won’t it? There is no land on this planet that is not claimed by some gang of rulers. So, until cheap space flight is achieved, there is only one new country to be found – cyberspace. So escape there we shall. And there we will – and must, for our own sake and for the sake of our descendants – establish the positive-sum game without restriction. Toward that end, we have built a private free market. We used our own money to do it, and we’ve broken no laws that we are aware of, save laws that outlaw privacy. Now, the rulers are trying to stop us. Why? We want to run an experiment, and see if freedom really is better than servitude. Why won’t they let us try? Are they interested in the betterment of mankind, or are they really interested in monopoly powers? All we want is to be left alone and to try freedom. Why is that threatening? And why do they wish to imprison us? James Farber

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F ARBER’S SECOND ESSAY
History books tell the stories of Rulers. Some are Kings; some, Emperors; some, Presidents or Prime Ministers; and some, potentates of more exotic name. A few of them were more or less benevolent, and others were tyrants. Most were in-between. But they all held one thing in common – they maintained a monopoly on the use of force in their territories. They maintained their right to use coercion, and to prevent all others from doing so. Stripped of romantic rhetoric and patriotic emotion, the essence of rulership is the ability maintain a monopoly of force. Argue if you like, but you will be arguing with the dictionary. Every reform of government and rulership to date has kept the central mechanism of coercion in place. Did some governmental reforms lead to improvements?
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Certainly. They made things considerably less bad. But they left centralized coercion in place. And for every ‘good’ leader that has come along, such as a Washington or a Churchill, we’ve had several times as many Stalins or Maos. I have friends who study such things, and they assure me that roughly two percent of all people are would-be dictators; if they had the opportunity to oppress the world, they would. Another twelve percent or so are would-be facilitators; that is, when one of the two-percenters comes to power, they are glad to fill a slot and vigorously exercise power over others. Like it or not, these people are out there, and they are drawn to the levers of power. And once every so often, they have their turns. When they do, innocent people die in large numbers. Over one hundred million died this way in the past century. Try to comprehend that… one hundred times one thousand, times one thousand people. Boys, girls, men, women, teenagers, short, tall, strong, weak, dark-skinned, and light-skinned. All of them dead because twisted people were able to take hold of centralized force. If you have wondered why some of us are so determined to keep governments out of cyberspace, please understand that this is why. We’ve had enough of centralized force. We’re removing the whole mechanism. We think it was a mistake from the beginning. We don’t want there to be anything for the two percent to grab. If you want coercive rulership, keep it; we won’t try to take it away from you. But we have chosen to opt out. Don’t try to reign us back in. We won’t try to make you live our way, and you don’t try to make us live your way. We are not your property. Our arrangement has no central mechanism of coercion, and it has been working quite well for several years now. We like it. This new arrangement has, however, surprised us in several ways. One of the things we discovered was that once you remove the mechanisms of coercion, you remove something else – politics. Polit ics is the art and science of managing centralized coercion. This is the reason political debates are so infuriating: the final decision leads to unopposable force. Once the political process is completed, you have the choice either to obey or to be punished. Coercion is the sine qua non of politics; the thing, without which, politics would not be politics. Indeed, if you remove coercion, politics becomes something else – economics. Things work by economic means here. If you don’t like the way a market operates, just move to a different one. Or, if no one does it the way you think is right, start your own. There are no protected services here, and nothing mandatory. You may opt out of anything you don’t like, or offer any service you like. We couldn’t stop you if you wanted to start a communist collective. The only limitation would be that you could not force anyone to join or remain part of your collective; we have no mechanism for that. The entire system is built around the idea that persuading people to trade with you is moral, and that forcing them is not. We think our ideas are right, but we will not impose them on you. You can hold whatever ideas you like, just don’t impose them on us.
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All this being said, what really concerns your rulers, and what is driving them to demonize us, is that people are leaving their systems and joining ours. Your children are joining the private digital economy in huge numbers. No, the young people are not joining us for historical and philosophical reasons; those things are mostly for us older people. Young people, as always, are looking for adventure and opportunity. In your regulated world, very few people ever get much real adventure or overwhelming success. They read about such things in novels and celebrity tabloids, t ey see them in movies, but very few of them will actually h experience such things. Our world, on the other hand, has adventure and opportunity in wholesale quantities. Your children may have to work hard to get it, but a big life is waiting for them if they wish to earn it. In our realm, intelligence, daring, and perseverance are rewarded far more directly than in your regulated world. Here, you can be a complete unknown, with no connections and no wealth – but, if you can learn to provide excellent ideas or services, you can get rich. No one here knows or cares about the color of your skin, or your sex, or who you sleep with, or anything of the sort. If you can produce, you’re a player. Want to go from rags to riches? Pick a valuable skill in our world, throw yourself into it with all your might, excel at it, and start selling it. Time and effort are all you need. You don’t need friends in the right places… only value to offer. And there’s more: The truth is that the best rewards come to those who are first at something new. Jobs and Wozniak were the first to produce a good personal computer, but other people would have done the same thing within a year or two. They got to do all the cool stuff only because they were first. You can say the same thing for every other discovery or invention. Human knowledge is built piece-uponpiece, and new discoveries follow, more or less, in that sequence. If you want to do the really fun things, you have to get to the front of the line. The stream of human knowledge is now firmly rooted in our world. The frontier of Alvin Toffler’s third wave is in cyberspace, and that’s where the front of the line can be found. Now, let me tell you about the future of the third wave : The central ideal of your old world is coercive authority. This is embodied not only in rulership, but in schools, in families, in religions, and in most every area of life. We were all born into a world that told us, “Do what you are told, or we’ll hurt you.” Our parents told us that, our teachers imposed it on us, our gods are envisioned this way, and certainly the rulers of the earth operate this way. From birth to death, continually, it confronts you all. Having lived with these ideas for a hundred generations, humanity is used to this, and can survive it moderately well. But it is far from ideal. From birth on you are trained to sit, to obey or else, to worry that you might do something wrong without realizing. It puts you in a sort of perpetual cringe, unconsciously cowering in
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to every rebel for truth. we would seek to conquer your system and run it our way. We are pleased to share this planet with you. But we will not remain part of your coercive systems. It may be a generation or two before we begin to see how the coercion-free mind works. Its roots trace back to every free thinker. We are only withdrawing from your game. encourage them to step into the new world – a world where they can own their own lives and enjoy the fruits of their own labor. but we do not wish to share your social structures. We do not wish to coerce anyone. and we are also your future. even in the face of opposition. although it certainly has a long way to go. however. and we will not submit to being coerced. It has no root here. and it is not fading away. I know how that can feel. had the courage to be right. We wish you well. We do not want to control your governments. Go your own way in peace. We want to do a new thing – a better thing. and in the right situation we would still defend you. in a thousand areas of life. We do not want to run your system. If you wish the best for your children. we’ll still spend time with you. We do wish you well. Nonetheless. That. This is having an effect on the world already. We still love you. longer before it becomes dominant. If all of this seems threatening to you. We do not accept coercion as moral. We do not want to take your governments away from you. We have eliminated this. We are not asking you to change your lives. the seedlings have been planted. and they are thriving. We will not harm you. who. James Farber 413 . If we were simply one more reform movement. We certainly didn’t start this. We are simply carrying on their work at the moment when it threatens to reach critical mass. But a much better world than one with centralized coercion and obedience to authority as its main pillars. Being used to it is no reason to think that it isn’t damaging. But it is here. A perfect world? No.expectation of the next blow. I’m sorry. to the true heroes. no mechanism. is not what we are. We are not your enemies – we are your friends. we still care about you.

And the Hebrew is even stronger in this than the Greek.” Steve looked as if he were half-minded to agree. if truth – reality – matters most. “What if Abraham 414 . If not. as far as the scriptures are concerned. Steve. Whatever our ideas may be.Appendix B This Appendix contains the record of Phillip’s conversations with Steven Caputta (Seminary Steve) in Vancouver. then we have to admit that there are problems with the scriptures. what I’m telling you is that the ‘all or nothing’ idea is wrong. as referred to in Chapter Six of this book.” said Phillip. Steve. absolutely.’ ‘Truth’ is a decent English word for it. ******* “All right. Steve. “So when the scriptures talk about truth. do you remember the Greek word for truth that is used in the New Testament? And do you know what it means?” “Sure I do! The word is Alethea.” “All right then. or the spirit of truth. There is no other kind. “Look. “Now.” “Have you ever studied any Greek. you’ve founded all sorts of ideas on scripture and defended them against people who believed nothing – who didn’t want the scriptures to have any value – and you don’t want to turn your back on what you’ve learned and experienced. you are. they are also saying ‘reality. Am I close?” “Yes. It doesn’t have to be all or nothing.” “All right! Now we have a foundation!” Phillip was getting a bit loud again. that’s one of my better subjects.” Phillip paused for a moment.’ or ‘the spirit of reality. and let his ideas sink into Steve’s mind. and it means ‘not concealed. we’re just deceiving ourselves. Steve?” “Yeah.” “Yes. and decided to lower his voice while inside. but wasn’t quite sure he want to allow his mouth to say the words. He went on.’” “Yes. beaming. they have to stand up against truth. I know how it feels. let’s begin by saying that the truth comes first. truth is reality. and perhaps to take a walk later.” “All right. but ‘what exists’ or ‘reality’ might be as good or better. You know as well as I do that there are problems with the scripture… but admitting the truth – the reality – doesn’t mean that you have to turn your back on everything you’ve ever learned or experienced. Agreed?” “Absolutely agreed.

” “Explain that. but not the experiences themselves.” “Yeah. or it is still completely in force. They were real. And I could go through lots of other examples. and about Christians being afraid to talk about meditation because it sounded too Buddhist. “You know.” “Really? Which ones?” “Well. and applying them to spirituality. The route between was long. I know them myself. They were not nothing. or James is wrong. but it was a pleasant route. well that is more or less what I remember.” After their long lunch. although I didn’t have time to read it – I just scanned it quickly. And there was one other article I remember. what is right?’ He told them that they could and should know – and this before the resurrection and the giving of the spirit. you don’t have to Phillip.hadn’t changed? Or Moses? What really set those guys apart was that they had the courage to change.” “I understand Steve. It might mess-up your explanations of the experiences.” “Wow. It took me a long time. But also understand this: Even if the scriptures were a complete fraud. and I think that a lot of us missed something by fearing it. You were writing about Isaac meditating regularly. They bought a few things they needed. through a large park and a quiet residential area. It was about the radically different ways Aristotle and Plato had of looking at the universe. a razor. you know. Phillip and Steve took a walk to a grocery store. as Paul says. about Jesus spending hours in meditation. I remember one a long time ago on meditation.” “No. You remember how Jesus reprimanded his disciples: ‘Know ye not of your own selves. as James says. And it’s not just a case of our intelligence being too weak to understand – that’s a bogus explanation.” “Well. I’ve read a few of your articles. more recently. I think it was about the spiritual ideals of Aristotle.” Steve looked both beaten and brave at the same time. Either Ephesians is wrong. let’s take a walk. “I know that you’re right. Steve: Paul and James are quite at odds with each other. I learned a lot while writing that one. Either the law was abolished. I didn’t think anyone would remember that one! Yeah. Come on. will you?” 415 . All of the ancients seemed to meditate. They happened. They talked along the way. “You know the truth. some fruit juice. The concierge had given them a map showing the way there. I just never wanted to say it myself. even if they were the only person to do so and all others were opposed to them. you’re close. shaving cream. that would not make any of your experiences fraudulent. Phillip.

“Steve. Plato – basically – taught that there was a higher. Plato gave us the idea that everyone adopts – that there is a heavenly pattern that is the true reality. This didn’t often happen when he was young. and he seemed to put solutions together without even trying. This was especially slow when he was thinking along lines that were truly new.” Phillip paused for a split-second. but that there is another truth for the secrets of the universe – truth spelled with a capital T.” “That’s right. “It’s amazing.” “And is it Biblical?” “No. The pieces had fallen into place again. right?” “Yes. where do you think everybody gets the idea of a superior truth?” Steve looked quizzical. but it just would not connect in his brain.Phillip smiled. unseen reality to which all the earthly should conform. After he had reached his answer. you said that there is only one ‘truth’ in the scripture?” “Sure. He would sit and track the problem logically – step one.” Then he waited for Steve to put the thought together.” There had been many times when Phillip knew he was on to a new idea. that reality is the final judge. “Anyway. and smiled – mostly an internal smile. “how hard it is to get some of these ideas for the first time. In the older scriptures. better. and that this ‘truth’ is simply reality. it seemed easy to comprehend – frequently so 416 . putting A with B. I’ll give you the short and simplified version. step three. and Phillip let Steve take his time sifting through the ideas he had just given him. not at all. there’s no evidence for it. remember earlier.” Phillip commented silently to himself. “God. that things are what they are. and that we should use reason to know things.” “Yes. Not that that stopped anyone. we said that the Bible knows only one kind of truth. I love this. Aristotle – basically – taught what we were talking about earlier. They sat down on a park bench they were passing.” “Well. You have to grind your way through them. But now there were enough of the correct pieces coming together inside of him.” he thought to himself. “Well. the atmosphere. Really. almost everyone believes that. trying to understand Phillip’s point. Problem is. the word simply means the opening between the ground and the clouds. ‘The pattern above’ is what he called it. and letting the connections in your head develop.” “But we have millions of people who think that there’s one truth for telling the truth about facts. They get it from Plato’s pattern above. if you will. it was Plato that originated our idea of Heaven. which showed just slightly on his face. step two. or as we might say. “All right.

They wouldn’t all just think this without some reason. Do you know what that means?” “No. great things would spring into 417 . simply by using the faculty of reason and hard work – abilities they possessed all along. Thus your goal is accomplished with far more power than you could ever summon yourself. all of this was an obscure effort to get something for nothing – to get more than they had earned. The basic idea of sympathetic magic is that by performing some sort of sacrifice that is parallel to what you want. I’m not sure that I do. “But. He created a mythic pattern above – a society instead of a god. some of these folks went so far as to sacrifice children to the gods to get what they wanted. You would think that there must be something to it i so f many people believed it. there were plenty of reasons. usually – to act sympathetically. the whole thing grew out of what we now call sympathetic magic. So. my friend.” “That was the religion of the old world – the early agricultural world really. In the early agricultural days.” “Yeah. he promised people that if they could imitate that pattern above. Now. That may sound crazy to us now.” “Right. starving farmer five or six thousand years ago. “at least I do get there eventually. indicating that he knew in general terms what Phillip was talking about. Phillip. If all ‘truth’ means is reality. which they hoped would influence the gods to act along with them. Then. you could influence the forces above – gods. far better than anything they ever asked for.” he had reasoned. Plato turned that basic idea into something far more modern. So… if you want Plato’s ideas to have some legitimacy.” “Fair question. that’s true. more correctly. but you’ll have to remember that people have always been suckers for a big lie.” Steve nodded. it wasn’t. using their vastly superior power. “Ah well. and yet the ability they needed was theirs all along. Steve.” “I see what you mean.simple that it sounded foolish. and they continued their walk. they’ve always been suckers for a lie that promised them something for nothing. There is no evidence. “Really. “Anyway. it’s a funny thing. so it cannot be called ‘true’ in the real sense of the word. But it was hard and slow to reach the new idea the first time. then Plato’s pattern above has to be judged as false. The proof of this is that their descendants are now getting harvests far.” Phillip rose. of course. Or. I’ll try to give you a few. and make the earth fertile. why did everybody buy into this? There must have been some cause. they had all sorts of rituals designed to get the gods to use their vast powers to make their crops fertile. And. you have create a second type of truth that has no relation to objective facts!” “You’re a quick study. the desperate farmers would have some sort of fertility ritual. but to a desperate. However.

” “Right. everything would work well. you’re getting it. avoiding crowds and delays. a lot like his early school teachers. “Well. He had expected him to be stiff and a bit regal. 418 .” “Yes. But Phillip was accessible. A hundred little tendrils. haven’t you?” “Sure. and decided to meet back at the restaurant or bar for a late dinner. in fact. And people began to assume that if their government was good. making connections every which way. what you wrote about Adam’s mistake being to underestimate his own nature. I’m not getting it. assimilating Phillip’s words. After three generations. That was why Plato kept writing about the right ways to govern people. almost frightening. “Oh. Can you see why rulers and politicians would latch onto this idea?” Steve paused. And even then. and decided to eat their dinner right there. Phillip. Of course. heck yeah! “Good. radical as they were. In essence. and tied the same idea of sympathetic action to this pattern above. you are getting it. So well. So much so that his ideas. Steve. but I just can’t wrap my brain around it yet. but it will still take some time to work itself into place. almost seemed natural and obvious. Phillip almost always preferred to do things at off-hours.” * * ***** After their walk. “Phillip. he replaced the god with the ideal collective. the two men had gone back to their rooms. once the rulers decided that this was the idea they wanted people to have. All of this takes time. it didn’t take long – maybe a generation or two – for the priesthoods to get the ideas planted in people’s heads. the brain will probably have to replace or modify a number of contradictory connections in order for the great new idea to function freely.being. Can you see from that how interconnected our thoughts must be?” Steve nodded agreement.” “Good. Now if the idea is true – if it accurately reflects reality – then it is a tremendous asset. with the implied promise that holding to pure ideals unleashes magical results.” Steve was getting very comfortable with Phillip. Let me explain: When you get such a big and different new idea. everyone is so sure it’s true that serious questions about it would be seen as undermining their way of life – dangerous questions brought by impertinent people. it takes time to work its way into you. You’ve seen microscopic photos of brain cells. that they would get more out than they had put in.” “No. that’s the problem. Now we call it Idealism. They found each other at the bar. to throw a big new idea into that mix is difficult. and that Jesus didn’t do that… that’s very powerful. This day was working out perfectly that way. it requires a lot of rerouting and adaptation.

what else would you like to talk about. More importantly. you’re right. Monotheism has succeeded because it induced men’s minds to work somewhat better than the minds of their neighbors. you feel no pain. but human energy and creativity operate individually. Let’s start by saying that the Bible teaches a religion of agricultural societies. the Lord is one. our use of energy and creativity are individual enterprises. “Sure. and the within those limits. only the mentality of the agricultural age. why has monotheism been successful?” “Yes. It has. I think I can do that. We may help and encourage each other. Anything you can give me to help?” Steve smiled at Phillip. because it produces better ideas. changed “Yeah. monotheism has changed a lot. when I experience pleasure. however. The God the bigger and better.” “Okay. cars. not collectively. Steve? “Well. But somehow it keeps going. Look at kingdom. I’d like to get a long-term perspective here. and talking on and off about lighter subjects – sports. who smiled back. servant.” all of the terminology: Lord. Would you like me to go on?” “Please. and 419 . Any thoughts on that?” “You mean. Humans are. They are the religions of farmers. they tend to come up with marginally better ideas and to produce better results. As a result. master. my thoughts do not stream through your mind. “Also. Monotheism sets an individual on the throne. it affects you not at all. as in socialism. Phillip. things degenerate to a low level of life. the short answer is